Probably Harry

Torrential rain for most of the day.  Afternoon trip to the vet to collect Probably Harry who is now tick, mite, worm and flea free. Vet thinks he is about 8 weeks old.  Neighbours Ron, Yuki and Robin all came to welcome him and play a while so that during the afternoon he transmogrified (!) from the skittish kitten in the shrubbery of last week, to the playful puss we all cooed and awed over as he chased his tail and stalked his own reflection in the smoky glass doors of the tv cabinet.  Currently collapsed in the cat box with blanket as I write.

Elizabeth, Caroline and Charlie have all had a sniff and whilst clearly unimpressed by the pipsqueak, at least didn't eye him up for dinner.  Debate over his name currently favours 'Harry".