I turned on the living room light to find Buttons very comfortable on a chair. He must have taught himself what a cat flap is all about by watching my Millie. Not really bothered as it was a bitterly cold night last night and he cannot get back into his own home until someone at some time lets him in.
Buttons here who uses my flat as a second home can come through the cat flat with hardly a sound and I rarely hear him whereas Millie is a noisy so and so, in fairness I was engaged in a particularly difficult mission in The Division 2. I noticed that the dry food had been interfered with so knew he had been in and on turning around noticed him rather comfy on the sofa.
My one Millie is lying like a big lump in front of a radiator where I think a mouse she bought in is hiding, I have put a humane trap down which will hopefully tempt it out.
Buttons our visitor is sheltering from a very dreich morning up here in Edinburgh, oh and looking for food of course.
He went out for an hour obviously no one up to let him in to his house so he came back to have a nap next to the growing catnip, poor thing was soaking but unlike Millie would not let me drying him off though he will sniff me and if I do not push it stroke very briefly on his head before a growl happens, but were getting there.