A gentle evening amble around the local neighbourhood. I had hoped to bump into some of the resident cats but the street was quiet. Normally, I stop to stroke any feline that gives me the time of day – we have a brief chat before I march on to the train station on my morning commute, or back to my house after work. But this evening it seemed they were all inside, probably cleaning themselves after a hearty meal. My only animal encounter was with a small Yorkshire terrier who on spying me, yapped until he was blue (I’m guessing), then sort of gave me a wry smile as if to say ‘that’ll teach you’, even though his presence was about as frightening as a bunny with a lollipop.