Strange, I thought, that pile of cats is talking to me. On closer inspection I found that Tibs and Fibs were hugging Ian’s head, and Schukes and Dookes took chest position and Davy watched on shaking his head sadly.
I am glad that Ian made that clear.
Admittedly our kittens turned cats are amazingly good natured and Dookes in particular is one for cuddles, however they do all seem to have bonded with Ian and he generally has at least one “who’s a cute little kittie” in tow.
Good job really as Davy had to be rescued again. Same place but this time early in the morning. Any neighbour looking out of their rear window would have seen Ian shimmying across the tops of outbuildings dragging a ladder and Davy behind him.
The temperature is now quite mild – it has been around 6 or 7 in the morning and even now (6 in evening) it is about 15. Actually now it is warmer outside than my workshop! The downside of this weather is that it is foggy in the morning – and remember it was this time last year that our trip to Cordoba was fogged off.