I met Bushy H on the road this morning and attempted brokering peace with him.
He was stalking a friendly innocent-looking ginger cat, tailing him, waiting to attack the poor guy. So I intervened and stopped him.
So I stopped him in his tracks and spoke with him, ie. making war doesn’t do anyone any good, Bushy H. Share this earth and just let others live peacefully, please.
Could Bushy H have been the one who injured Gerald so badly last time? Perhaps so.
On my next round, Bushy H had settled at the same spot, sitting there. The innocent ginger cat was not there anymore.
Gerald greeted me when I reached our house and I carried him back home.
I dewormed Gerald this morning too. He’s all good and eating very, very well. He’s already had three breakfasts this morning, at 3.00am, 5.00am and again at 6.30am. He can really eat.