Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Watching You


Have you ever had that feeling you are being watched?

black cat-1


Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

9 thoughts on “Watching You

  1. A friend of Spud? 🙂

  2. Yes indeed, one of mum’s cats, Sooty, was all black with green eyes who always seemed to be doing that! xx

  3. Nice picture.

    Domestic cats seem not to notice that they do not blend into the background like their tabby ancestors and will happily try to hide behind a leaf or a blade of grass, confident that you cannot see them.

  4. What a super photo! The cat is probably slightly intimidated by the sight of Spud’s capabilities of walking and leaping off a drystone wall! Loved the Spud photos in your previous post. He is so full of life.

  5. I agree, the cat is watching for Spud.

    • The flaw in that theory is that it is a Welsh black cat, that was mooching around the undergrowth near the the cathedral in St Davids and Spud had to stay at home.
      We are a bit short on black cats around here as all the neighbourhood cats come from the same bloodline, they all look like Darcey or Dandy

  6. I think the cat checks in each week for Spud on Sunday and was posing in hopes that it would be a featured guest on your estimable blog.

    I always have the feeling that I’m being watched. If it isn’t the glittering green eyes of the otherwise-invisible tiger cat, it is the soulful brown pools in the Cowboy’s furry face or the whiskey creek gaze of Miss Sadie. The message from each is the same: Feeeed meeeee. (Miss Sadie reminds me rather tartly that the message is just as often “We need to go for a walk. Now.”)

  7. Actually, I think most of a cat’s natural prey are as color blind as the cat is. As long as this cat stays motionless (and stays upwind), it is effectively hidden from its prey — if not from us.

  8. Fantastic! I didn’t feel I was being watched until I saw this!

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