Feline Memoirs

Photos of Zak-8 weeks old and very cute


Zak with his fave bumble bee toy


Curious little fellow


What’s that light?


A natural model



Zak…The Writer’s Muse 2016


Unregistered huskie & Kelpie cross in neighbour’s rear yard


Our enclosed garden

Another view of our garden looking out from the patio where the dogs trapped Cleo


Our beloved Cleo in the in-tray


See post: Cleopatra  & The In Tray


We arrived home from a family dinner to find our beautiful Burmese cat, Cleo,  mauled to death by two of our neighbour’s dogs.  In the past, the dogs have dug many holes from under their side of the adjoining fence. We have constantly filled the holes in and blocked them off with rocks.  There is only one place that the dogs were able to dig, and that was a very small patch near our garden composting bin.  All the rest of the fence line is blocked off with a thick growth of ice plant and rocks. However this day, when we were out, the dogs dug a huge hole, and cornered our cat who had no escape from the patio in which she was sleeping in her cane chair. We could clearly see what had happened by the state of the patio.  We are devastated.  Cleo, our companion of 12 years, was in superb condition.

We immediately reported the incident to the police and to the local council, neither of whom would take any action.  We considered the dogs to be aggressive and dangerous and were concerned for the welfare of our grandchildren who often play on the patio.  In our experience, dogs such as these become killer dogs once they have killed an animal and progress from there to babies and children if given the chance.

We finally got action from the Council after my son rang their office and demanded to speak to the person in charge of dog legislation.  My partner and I were too distressed to take the case up ourselves.  The council came to our house the following day and inspected the large hole under the fence,  but told us they could not take the dogs to the pound until the owners were home; access to the property had to be granted by the owners.  This, I could see, was going to be a long, drawn out affair!

The next morning at 9.20 am the dogs dug another hole under the fence and began to jump up against the glass doors of our house.   The owner had blocked up the first  hole with a car wheel and bricks.  I rang the council and twenty minutes later they arrived to catch the dogs.  They managed to get a collar and leash on the Kelpie cross, but the huskie was another matter.  It took several minutes for both of the officers to wrestle and grab the huskie’s neck with a shepherd’s crook, and then to secure a collar.  The owners were home but would not answer the door. Apparently the owner remarked to the officers later that he didn’t know what all the fuss was about!

The Council has told us that if the owner admits his dogs killed Cleo, the dogs will be put down immediately.  Otherwise, the Council will proceed to take the case to court and in 90% of cases, the judge rules that the dogs must be euthanised.  We have taken many photos of the scene and these will be used in court if necessary.  The scene where our beloved pet was killed, shows plainly the struggle she put up and how much she must have suffered.  She did not have a chance with these two dogs.  The owner is insisting it wasn’t his dogs!  “They wouldn’t hurt anyone, they would lick them to death”.  I can’t count how many times I have heard dog owners say this.  They don’t get it do they?

The internet is full of instances where dogs have mauled babies, children and small pets.  Not long ago two pet dogs in Australia took their owners’ new born baby out of its crib, ran out of the house with it, and ate it on the family’s front lawn.  These were well cared for and loved pet dogs.  In recent years in Australia and New Zealand, scores of young children have been maimed by pet dogs, not to mention adults.  One girl I remember, had her face torn off while playing in a playground.  When are councils going to bring in by-laws which make it illegal to keep large dogs in built up areas?  We often walk around the conservation wetlands near our home, where there is much wild life in residence.  We see owners letting their dogs run into the lakes and chase the swans, ducks and herons,  to name a few.  All dogs are required by law to be on leashes.  Clearly, by-laws are not being enforced.

The dogs’ entry hole on the neighbour’s side of the fence. He has since blocked it off with a car tyre and bricks. The second hole dug by the dogs the following morning is on the right beside the two bricks.


See Ode To Cleopatra  (1998-2011)


Baby Striped Marsh Frog

Updated 17 August 2014

Cleo, our beautiful cat has since been killed by 2 dogs that dug under our fence while we were out for the day. She had never left our house or surrounding garden. See link below.


Hello Jude & Gabe,

Cleo the cat has caught two tiny frogs in our garage in the past week.  Grandad  let the first one go in the front garden after Cleo brought it in her mouth to us in the dining room, howling, as she dropped her gift at our feet.

But last night was different.  Perhaps because Cleo decided that this time, we were not going to take her captive away from her.  She usually lies on the end of our bed from about 10.00pm (because she thinks it’s her bed too).  We couldn’t find her anywhere in the house and we thought she must be outside.  We usually don’t let her out after dinner time because of the birds who play in our garden after the heat of the day.



There we found her running all around the garage, chasing a poor little frog.   She would scoop him into her mouth and then plonk him at our feet, and if he jumped away, would repeat the whole thing.  I couldn’t stand it any longer, so I grabbed the tiny creature, cradling him gently in my hands.  We made a makeshift home for him in an empty ice cream container with a small rock,  some fresh  little insects, and topped with a piece of glass.  I expected that he would be dead in the morning, but at least he would die in peace.  I intended to bury him in the fernery.

Brave little frog

However, the next morning, there he was, jumping about in his new home.  Such a little fighter deserves to live.  I found him a fresh baby snail and placed that and some native flax leaves in his safe haven, to hide under.  When you come over to stay on Monday, we will take him over to the creek and release him.  I checked him out on Google, discovering also that he is a male; white belly, striped blotchy top, and un-webbed feet.  Can you reply with a name for him?      Jude thinks we should call him Pointy.

Having a swim

See Ode To Cleo

I am not sure whether our cat Cleo thinks we are cats or she is human, but there is no doubt as to who is boss of the house.    Which ever room we are in, Cleo is there too, making sure we are behaving to her standards.  And sitting in the In Tray while we are working at our computers is just one way of ensuring we don’t forget who is in charge.  Those eyes!


See post: Ode To Cleopatra

Home Office Feline


Cleo and the in tray


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