Dancer and Moosie were so lithe and fit they would follow the rabbits down into their burrows, kill them and drag them home.

Mr Ogg who farmed the field next to the house told us that he'd wondered why an area next to the wood which was always unproductive because it was grazed by rabbits was growing well this year. When he went to investigate, an Abyssinian head popped up from amongst the grain followed by another six or seven cat heads. He was delighted. Our cats hunted as a pack and were the scourge of the rabbit population who'd thrived in the wood and eaten his crops for generations.