Hafod came out of the back door of the Cattery, at full speed. She was in a right tizz. She was meowing for Bryn. Bryn however was hiding at the back of the kennels and he knew why she was so mad. Well, he thought, she should have eaten her treats and not been so fussy about the home made treats and he was starving after all having chased a few rabbits around the field at the back. Bryn cocked an ear to see if he could hear her but it had all gone silent so he started to creep out of his hiding place. Too late, Hafod had spotted him and leapt at him and landed on his face. The last thing the human in the kennels saw of them both that morning was Bryn running like mad with Hafod wrapped around his head hanging of for her life.
