The publicist came out of the barn and found him on top of the fence post for the male person's garden. It is about 7 feet up in the air! Silly Harry the Farm cat!
I think he is looking for Santa Claws.
(That or a mole - one or the other.)
What do you think?
He did a good look-see while he was up there.
I'll bet he could see far, far away.
Did he see Santa Claws?
I don't know.
He was in a hurry so he saw something.
Down he ran
Down he ran
and down he leapt!
Aaaah, back on terra firma.
He then ran off to parts unknown.
The chickens were seen not too long after eating a dead mole.
So I guess Harry was not looking for Santa Claws after all.
The caroling will continue tomorrow with a duet from the bucks.
