On the way home from school this morning I came across an absolutely stunning silver bengal cat. It looked just like a miniature snow leopard. Beautiful rosettes, strong, lean and tall. I've wanted one for a long time and its lucky I didnt stuff it into my rucksack. I've never seen one in real life.
I was trying to figure out if I should try and find some id in its collar barrel. I can't imagine letting one of those beauties wander outside. They are far too nickable (not to mention expensive) when another Mum came along and commented 'that cat gets everywhere, it was by the scout hut last week.' It didnt look hungry so we guessed it must be one thats allowed to wander.
I'm hoping to see it again. I might make more of an effort to find out its owner and call them on the pretext of saying what a beautiful cat it is - just in case it has slipped the house.