philosophical
Well-Known Member
He looks very at home! I wouldn't be able to resist either. I never heard of a cat who ears porridge though!
He seems to have a routine. Waiting at the back door, and often when Mrs P gets up he begs to come in and scrounge a bit of her porridge, and a sultanas or raisin if there's one going.
When he then goes out I think he then does several more houses down the road, like a scrounge patrol.
He probably feels at home in several places.