The big fellow

He was in last night and again the morning, early calls are not usual, his head was poking through the cat flap wowing away and soaking wet. We fed him and he remained noisy until a big cuddle was had, suspect he needed to dry off on one of us. He was on the move when this was taken, the camera didn’t appeal to his better side.

Jack and Mackie are curled up together on this horrible cold, wet afternoon, not a good introduction to Mull for our house sitters who are on the 4.00 ferry.