I love cats.
We used to have two black and white cats called Loes and Sammie, both long dead now.
But now our nabours a few doors down have a charming, cheeky cat who thinks our garden is part of his territory. He loves being scratched around the ears, and has worn out a little hollow next to the front door where he likes to doze.
In the backgarden he makes use of the garden furniture, thank you very much.
But now we have heard his family is moving house soon!
Secretely I hope he stays behind..