Oh, I'd love to be writing about local spiders, deadly scorpions and poisonous snakes (actually not, since it would mean I had met them outside the reassuring glass box of a zoo!). But I'm only talking about panthers. Well, the smaller species. They're also named cats.
For some reason, for the second time (a small thought for Gatito the Brazilian garbage eater), a kitten found my porch a nice place to live. Well, technically, this time the kitten's mum found my porch a nice place to give birth. So the new mum and her baby kitten have lived in the corner of the house's entrance porch for a couple of days now. (Which grants me the blessing of seeing a black cat every morning as I go out - no regrettable consequences so far) Anyway, as I went out this morning the baby kitten was on its own, looking very sweet, so I thought I'd just take a picture when I'd get back. But that was without allowing for its overprotective mum!
These pictures were taken with zoom, a good 5 meters away from the panther cat. No animal was hurt during the photo shoot, so please don't call the WSPA.
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| My friend Carole used to say that her black cat Fifi was a panther; today I finally understood why. Beware of cats, they're hiding a wild panther within! I don't know if I can use my front door now, I'm actually scared that Overprotective Mum might jump at my face for just looking at her baby kitten... |
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