The black cat has returned

Some while ago, there used to be a nasty black cat which used to attack me. Once, as I tried to escape, he sank his teeth into my tail and I got a very painful bite. I had to take some horrid tablets for ages afterwards.

Anyhow, he disappeared a couple of years ago. Such a relief, I can tell you.

But he has returned.

Every evening at dusk he comes prowling around, making a really horrible growling noise. I'm not allowed out at dark (because there are foxes in our park) so I haven't had to come face-to-face with him.

I just hope he doesn't decide to come round earlier in the day. You see, he knows exactly where I live and sits outside the front door waiting for me. Yikes, scary....

He's back

The horrible black cat who likes to attack me is back. Problem is, he's smaller and younger than I am and so much fleeter of foot.

I'd thought I'd seen the last of him because he hasn't been around for ages. He's got a nasty wailing miaow and he is no respecter of MY territory.

Once he bit my tail until it bled. He really crunched into it. I had to go to the vet and have an injection and then take tablets for a week. It was a traumatic experience and I'm very unhappy to see that he is back.