And the cocktails, and the food, and other random creatures which Sorcha regularly brought home. Some were rescued, but most were eaten by my cute and furry little monster. Some were given a soldiers death, others had the MO of a well-seasoned serial killer in action. I’ve still not fathomed out how she could possibly devour a whole rabbit and then come back ten minutes later and eat a bowl of Iams crunchies for seconds. My having a bulemic cat is the only working hypothesis at the moment.
Anyhoo… So. Yet another rushed and very random selection of pictures either taken, blagged by or sent to me over the year 2017.