Our own black panther. Well relatively speaking. A lovely, sleek black kitty was slithering around the dry falls this morning. I didn’t get a picture of him, but I’ll try. This isn’t his first visit. He took an unscheduled dip in the pool earlier this fall. I didn’t see the whole thing, but I while I was working in my room, I heard a splash, looked up and saw a black streak hightailing it out of the pond and over the fence. I’m sure it was the same fellow.  Likely he had delusions of sushi.

He’s probably after the birds now. He might get a couple, but I doubt he’ll make a dent in the flock. I hate to sound cruel, but I don’t really have a problem with it.  That’s nature.  Not to mention, it’s the only thing that keeps sparrows from taking over the world! (Along with cockroaches. :D) And while the food lures the birds here, they’re pretty canny. I honestly don’t think he’ll have much luck. (More to the point, he looked almost as prosperous as Efanor, and while Efanor’s spirit might be willing…)

Ja ne!