ok, so now its got colder he's less of a mountain panther than a hibernating lump under the duvet.
At dusk, when the noise of power tools and general work has died down, and we sit down, he will emerge. Licking a bit, sitting on laps a bit, and then having a good old sniff round to see whats changed since he last appeared.
Then he'll pop off through the cat door (wheel flap of the awning) for a bit, then return for a biscuit or two.
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