Tonight Samantha and I went for a walk rather than a jog. Neither of us were particularly feeling in a jogging mood. Walking up the side road that I speculate may have been the original way up Witham Hill from the east, we saw a small herd of deer munching on the landscaping of a house. Down in the wetlands, we were bombarded by a host of bats as night fell. The cat that we had seen several nights previous with the “I’m Not Lost” tag made a reappearance far down the wetland path. That kitty has quite the range!
Walking back to the house, we were accosted by several more cats out looking for some loving. It seems that neighborhood is quite the mecca of petting-whore cats.