Magic cat

I was sitting on the medieval bridge at Iford when this huge cat with wild ears came up to say hello. It jumped onto the parapet then squashed itself against the stonework as it looked down at the brown trout swimming around below.

I looked away for literally a couple of seconds, and when I looked back it had gone. Completely.

I turned my head in every direction but it was nowhere to be seen. There was nowhere for it to hide on the narrow bridge. I leant over the wall to look for it in the water but it was not there. I had not heard a splash.

Eventually I saw it down the road, looking at me from the other side of an iron gate. I should have seen it run there if it had.

A van pulled up to the gate and the cat calmly walked beneath it, next to the wheels. I rushed over to the van and told the driver to stop because there was a cat under him  I bent down to locate it but it had - again - disappeared. Later I saw it behind the gate again, in the garden.

This cat has powers.