Although I might not mind the rain too much it seems every other cats around here hates it. All day I've been upstairs looking out the front window and then the back windows to see if I could spot that cat from this morning or George or Mogsie who might be able to shed some light on who he is but not a single sighting.
I could smell dinner cooking so came downstairs, Daddy was out in the kitchen with River doing food preparation things so for the moment I had the living room all to myself and that's when I spotted it, some pancake things that Daddy was half way through eating.
I tried a bit, didn't like the pancake thing but the maple syrup on it, well that was a different story, lovely. I just hope I haven't left any stray hairs on it.