it is the first echidna he has seen and tux is not sure if it is a toy, food or a future nemisis so is watching it from the deck, neck stretched out so far he has lost his wrinkles. eyes big and nose twitching his ears swivellingΒ Β like radar dishes
the echidna, is placidly eating little nose snuffling, and spines shaking as he moves he is done now and makes his way to the hole in the fence
the cat, now bold, goes to investigate nose to ground, but not for long. the acridic smell of dying ants give him cause to sneeze and sneeze before hustling back to the safety of the deck
another lesson learnt echindna's are no cat's toy...