My alarm rang at 4:45. I got up, and heard Jeric stir. I went down to the loo; went back up to change clothes. We got our stuff ready the night before, and the coffee was ready by the time I got down. I was fidgety. I wanted to go out. I didn't even finish my coffee when I told Jeric, "let's go." One reason was it was almost light. Another was I was too excited.
We walked purposefully to where we set the trap. We were ready. We had discussed the night before the steps we'd take if we have a capture; the data that should be entered in the form. The works.
We got to the trap. I peered. I directed my headlamp to the entrance. An eye shine. But, no cat. Tom survived the night. While Jeric was taking the trap out, i survived the road for tracks and scats; hoping to know if a cat came by, and the trap was just unattractive, or repulsive. There was none. It didn't rain and the soil was too hard to retain any paw print.
We headed home. Tom was reunited with Geri, and both are now cuddled in sleep. Geri was no longer peeking out.
I was up by 3:48 AM; too excited so I couldn't get back to sleep. Is there a cat pissed off because he got caught, and frustrated because he couldn't get to rat that lured him to the trap in the first place? Or like Rajan, would we have to wait for months before we can catch our first one?
My alarm rang at 4:45. I got up, and heard Jeric stir. I went down to the loo; went back up to change clothes. We got our stuff ready the night before, and the coffee was ready by the time I got down. I was fidgety. I wanted to go out. I didn't even finish my coffee when I told Jeric, "let's go." One reason was it was almost light. Another was I was too excited.
We walked purposefully to where we set the trap. We were ready. We had discussed the night before the steps we'd take if we have a capture; the data that should be entered in the form. The works.
We got to the trap. I peered. I directed my headlamp to the entrance. An eye shine. But, no cat. Tom survived the night. While Jeric was taking the trap out, i survived the road for tracks and scats; hoping to know if a cat came by, and the trap was just unattractive, or repulsive. There was none. It didn't rain and the soil was too hard to retain any paw print.
We headed home. Tom was reunited with Geri, and both are now cuddled in sleep. Geri was no longer peeking out.
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