Read on — this was Billy, unfocused. This is a story about a missing cat, and a murder enquiry.
Last October, we rescued Billy from an old lady in our little town. Billy used to be living in the wild, as we were told, especially around Asda. Billy was a bit rough, we were warned.
When Billy first arrived with Helen, the lady who took him in, he quickly sought refuge under our kitchen cabinet. Here he was — looking a bit sad.
Billy was adorable. After 3 weeks’ domestication, we let Billy out briefly. Billy didn’t like our 3 chickens in the back garden. You could tell from the noises he made.
A few days later, Billy went out exploring again, but this time he disappeared. We knocked on every door, shouting “Billy, Billy ” into darkness, finally Billy came back on a rainy day a week later.
Trusting Billy, we let Billy out again, giving him a bit more freedom.
One morning, one of the chickens was found dead. She was murdered. Her body was opened. She died a violent death.
Two days after the murder, Billy disappeared. Billy never comes back.
Who could have killed our lovely chicken? My son called her Shadow.
Judging by Billy’s characters, some people think it could have been Billy.
I had never thought a cat was capable of killing a large chicken. I am still doubtful.
Now, Shadow was dead. Billy disappeared. I’m left with no answer.
Do you think it was purely coincidence that Shadow was killed when Billy was around?