On Saturday... my older daughter looked down from her bowl of coco-pops and rice-crispies and exclaimed that there was a fish on the floor.
At certain times of the year, as I look out over my back garden, I see a huge heron perched on the chimney stacks of the next street. It's an infrequent, but fairly regular visitor and I often wonder what is attracting it.
Our garden pond, up and running now that I've replaced the liner and refilled it, has frogs and newts at certain times of the year, but I've covered it with a wire mesh to prevent certain 2-year-olds taking an accidental dip, and I'm certain it would also foil the attentions of the heron.
I've always assumed that someone else round here must have a garden pond that is not heron-proofed. Of course, all this was forgotten until breakfast on Saturday when my older daughter looked down from her bowl of coco-pops and rice-crispies and exclaimed that there was a fish on the floor.
So there was. About 15cm long, slim and silver with reddish fins and tail. What? There can be little doubt that it was one of the felines that brought it home through the cat flap, but how?
I'm now left wondering whether I have fisher-cats. Or perhaps they filched it from another pond. Or was it dropped by that heron? Or... does anyone have any other ideas?