All our garden fences have fallen down.
It is Liberty Hall round our way for foxes
New fencing arrived today.
Tall Cat hot-footed it round to see what was happening.
I have tried to explain to him
that it is going to be a bit more difficult to pop in.
He will need to jump up.
'How high?' he asked.
'About five feet,' I said.
'You're kidding,' he said.
'Seriously?' he said.
'But what about my adoring public?
I'm the only reason people visit your blog these days.'
I am seriously considering cutting a cat flap in one of the panels.
My husband thinks I am mad.
What do you think?