Wild cat on Gärdet

This afternoon I took a walk with my husband on the big field near our home, Gärdet. We were sitting on a bench when all of a sudden, a white cat with gray spots walked toward and pass us quickly, without even giving us a look. She was intent on reaching a big rock about 50 metres from our bench.

We followed her every move. With a swift jump she landed on top of the rock and found a flat surface to lie on. She started to clean her paws. Then we walked closer to look at her, but her eyes were all the time starring at the ground, in search of small animals.

Then I suddenly realized that this cat is the same cat that I found on almost the same date three years ago (picture was taken then). She was sitting on a different rock when I found her, but not too far from the one she occupied today. I was very surprised to find that this cat has survived three harsh winters! And she has grown much bigger.

After watching her for a while, we left the "non-chalant" cat alone and walked away. A few minutes later, I suddenly had an urge to go back and see the cat again. So I suggested to my husband, "Let's go back." We did, and right there and then, she walked down to a lower level of the rock and sat up straight. She moved forward a centimetre and backed up a couple of times, all the while starring at a spot on the ground. After a minute or so, she jumped down with all her might, we heard a tiny skriek, and in no time saw the cat make three jumps toward the bushes with a mouse hanging from her mouth.

It was the drama of the day. We left, and I felt pleased by the cat's successful capture, knowing that she will make it for many winters to come.