It is dark now and I have just completed my perimeter patrol. I do this as soon as it gets dark and also before bedtime. I’ve checked the garden and the veranda – nothing to report, only two bats swooping in and out. I like bats because they catch flying insects such as flies. I also catch flies, so any enemy of a fly is a friend of mine. I have checked the toy room balcony – some neighbours are sitting on the low wall on the other side of the street enjoying the cool evening air. I know them and don’t mind them sitting there. One of them waves at me, which is nice. I am now on the balcony at the top of the stairs overlooking the yard. It’s quiet but the thing I am looking for is very stealthy. A couple of times a week a particular cat sits on top of the yard wall and waits for me to bark at him. He knows I can’t reach him. This provocative behaviour annoyed me at first but I am more relaxed about it now. I bark a couple of times just to maintain my fierce reputation but it’s too hot to keep it up for long.
This is a time for quiet reflection and as I sit here I wonder if cats catch flies. If they do they would be an enemy of flies and any enemy of flies is a friend of mine. Perhaps that cat comes to catch flies, just as the bats do.