And some time later in walks another cat. I shoo that one out.
And then I become aware of mysterious noises. Soft thuds and rattles. So I think: cat.
Every time I leave my den to investigate I can't see anything. Until, eventually, I realise the garden is being bombed ... by honey guavas, hundreds of them, falling from the sky, rattling through the leaves and thudding to the ground like pink grenades:
And as you see, some of them are half eaten. Definitely not cats to blame, then.
OK, back to work.