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So there’s been this cat hanging around our place for a few months now:

We see him every now and then, usually either sleeping in the hay trailer, or sitting in the Glen paddock with his head stuck down a rabbit hole. Stephen’s taken to calling him “Ghost”, and although none of our near neighbors laid claim to him, it was pretty clear that he wasn’t some random stray.

We pointed him out to Yvonne recently, and later on, she mentioned that she saw a flyer up in the window of the Tawa pet store with a picture of a sort of Burmese-looking cat that might be this one. Unfortunately, the pet store closed down, and the flyer was taken down.

Fast forward to last week, and the meeting in the Webbs’ barn to talk to the ranger about the possibility of getting horse riding (and llama trekking) access to the park at the top of the valley (which recently changed hands). One of the other horsey people in the valley (who’d heard about our mystery cat from Yvonne) indicated that the cat in the flyer — named “Jake” — belonged to a friend of hers & was in the habit of roaming since he and his owner had moved. We asked her to pass on our details, so we could find out if Jake and Ghost were one and the same.

As it happens, they are. He’d gone missing from his Porirua home about four months ago (about the time we started seeing him at our place), and had wandered up over the ridge to our place, about 5km away. Although we couldn’t turn him up when she dropped by to identify him from the photos we took (including the one above) his owner was *very* happy to know where he’d got to.

Fast forward again to today. Yvonne has just now (as I was in the middle of writing this post) caught Jake in the tack shed. We’ve stuffed him into Azami’s travelling crate and left a message for Carol when she gets home from work. Looks like Jake’s going home ! The rabbits won’t miss him, but we will (unless he turns up again, of course !).