The Wonder!

Tutz has spent some time in the garden of late. She has waited for Trotter to be eating his breakfast and has craftily and quietly shot past him to the back door and out into the big blue yonder.

She will spend all day outside jumping after flies, or sitting on the fence where she can keep a look out for Marmalade, or the big black cat that no one likes.

She is particularly fond of sitting in Thelma's bush with Selby the Squirrel where they talk about things like great places to hide nuts.

She will sit on the bench and read the guardian, or sometimes a novel. She will lay on the bench in the sun and prooot to herself as she watches the fish in the pond.

But there comes a time in every cats day when hunger calls. So, usually about half 11 at night she begrudgingly comes in after about an hour of playing silly buggers and annoying everyone with her to-ing and fro-ing at the back door.