Now, what readers know or care to know about cats is unknown, but to feline lovers they’re faithful, staunch friends, needing companionship.

However, with past experience with one called Rambo, this column can provide the Land Service and the city council's companion animals commitee chairman Neil Jones with a perfect example, free of charge, of what cats like to do: they catch mice.

Rambo always had to have some sport when he caught one.

A Roman Holiday sort of thing combined with some soccer and gymnastics as well as a few sleight-of-hand tricks thrown in.

One morning a victim of his, no doubt scared out of its wits, peered out from under the washing machine.

Rambo, on the other hand, purred contentedly as he lay there on his tummy, keeping guard while summing up the situation.

One had to make a break and it was the mouse. With an amazing turn of speed it dashed to the wall, raced along the skirting and headed into the hall with the cat in hot pursuit.

Having an extra bit of excitement in an otherwise dull day, he caught the mouse in a few metres, tossed it into the air and at the same time executed a perfect double somersault with a back jackknife dive, once more neatly catching it and then going to ground under a low table, mouse in mouth.

Rambo was the victor and showed off by purring contentedly.

So, that’s what cats do. No costs, no tracking devices needed. They catch mice.

THOSE ubiquitous 50 or more Orange coffee shops have an opportunity to cash in on a trendy overseas craze for gourmet toast.

People are paying around $13 a slice for artisan toast made with sourdough bread with toppings like almond butter, sour strawberry jam, hand-made peanut butter and preserves and anything else that’s a bit way out.

The secret is using bread with a good tangy flavour, cut thick to get charred rough edges and a soft centre.

The experts say, but can’t explain why, the toast is then cut in triangles rather than squares because it’s supposed to taste better.

So the opportunity is there for Orange coffee shops to elevate toast from a simple food to gourmet status for people to rediscover the simple pleasure of tasty crafted breads.

But will people here pay $13 a slice? You can toast some yourself by buying a sourdough loaf and experimenting with some exotic toppings.

THAT little known quango, the Geographical Names Board based at Bathurst, is getting tough on councils naming roads and streets so they’re not confusing, racist, derogatory or demeaning, too commercial, too hard to pronounce or likely to offend.

They must be easy to spell and write and preferably not exceed three words.

Phew. Talk about word police.

No doubt names like Curly Dick Road at Meadow Flat and Dog Rocks Road at Oberon, both historical names, and Titswobble Road at Tuncurry helped bring on the changes.

Then there's No Name Lane at Brunswick Heads, Hemp Hill Road and Deadmans Creek Road at Ballina, Pagan Avenue at Casino and Boneyard Lane in the Clarence Valley.

Orange is pretty safe from any names board intervention although  the historic Chinamans Bend probably would have been given the chop if the new policy had been in place when it was named in the 1880s.