Bodacious: The Shepherd Cat

In rain, sun, snow and wind I pad down laneways, cross winter streams, carefully walk through muddy gateways, weave my way through long summer grasses, jump on to the tops of fence posts to survey my flock of sheep, or wander along tops of walls to view them from a great height. So far my fluffy tail has never been closed in a gate, but I have sometimes been left on the wrong side and have had to crawl under or through it – most undignified. Mind you, I’m quite immune to wet muddy yards now as my city-slicker days of long ago and my distant youth are far behind me. This is my life now and I wouldn’t wish it any different.