We got a new cat flap last week, all the new problems of going in and out are sorted.
My quite gentle cat has turned into a monster. She caught her first bird and trailed it through the house, then I came back yesterday and she taken out a squirrel. It turned out it was playing dead, and she was watching it laconically to pounce again. I have created a monster.
I wondering if it is now the lack of dependence on us for freedom has now given her freedom!?