Casualty of Border Patrol

We have a lovely bamboo tree in our back garden. For reasons beyond this beagle's comprehension, other animals seem to love this bamboo tree. Remember my January post about the pesky squirrel that hid in the tree? Anyway, this beagle always checks this tree out every time I do border patrol.


Guess, what I found one morning? A cat and her kitten, hidden behind the bamboo tree! Naturally, I barked loudly to alert my humans about the intruders. Before they could run to the back yard, the mommy cat made a dash across the pathway with this beagle in frantic pursuit. In her panic, she could not climb the wall in time and there was a confrontation between this beagle and a hissing she-cat. She finally made her escape, leaving muddied prints on the wall.


Knowing that this beagle would not be able to resist checking out the poor kitty, my human dad decided to remove the kitten, careful to avoid leaving a human scent on the little one. He placed the kitten in a box filled with newspapers and left it on the back alley for the mommy to rescue. Thankfully, the mommy cat did come back for her kitten.

And what about this beagle? Naturally, I had to check out the area again and again. My humans placed a plastic pot to prevent any univited guests of the feline breed from making a home there.


That's not the end of the story. Later, my humans discovered a wound on my cheek. The angry she-cat had scratched my face during our encounter. Well, a beagle has to do what a beagle has to do. Even if it means suffering a nasty wound from a hissing she-cat during border patrol. It's been 2 weeks since that incident. There is still a mark on my cheek. My humans hope that the scar will completely fade away with time.


P.S. Remember my last post on which did treat I ate first? It's baguette, followed by beef pattie and carrots. Looks like Martha and Bailey, as well as Honey share my taste bud!