I hardly ever see my cat, as she is a farm tabby and is always out hunting.
However she does come in occasionally for something to eat and then is gone.
On Saturday we had a storm here with 100 mph winds and a lot of very cold rain.
To my surprise when I got up she was asleep on the washing basket, whilst the storm blew itself out.
So a rare sight of Phoenix my cat, on the washing basket!
She is impossible to spot in the undergrowth, of a fall area!
Regards from England.
Neil.
