As I walked into the office just now, Seamus (who is the nursery cat) ran out. I had a fair idea what was going on. Inside, a local black and white cat, that we call Phil (it’s a long story), was cleaning up Seamus’s leftover lunch and eyeing a bag of kittybix on top of a cupboard. Needless to say, Seamus was less than best pleased about that. So, after I had chased Phil out, they are now sitting outside the door, about four feet apart, howling at each other. It’s actually quite fun to watch.