I didn't realise that our dear HHHCB is a sheeps-cat. We were down with the curling tongs on The Crofter's sheeps when HHHCB came trotting down the croft and the sheeps, bell tinkling as she came. Looking really confident and purposeful. Then all of a sudden she smelled something was amiss and shot back again.
Oh well, she will take time to acclimatise.
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There is a panther in there, somewhere.
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