The problem is called Johnny and he is the neighbour’s cat. He is an elderly gent who has a slight weight problem (he is not fat but he could grow into it) and a kidney  problem.  Hence he is on a special and restricted diet.  Hence he is usually hungry.

It’s now three days in a row that I found him in our kitchen bent over Henry’s food bowl  happily munching along.  He has gotten cleverer and waited until Henry was out of the house.  I heard the crunching noises and thought Henry was having a go until I saw some white fur.

I have no idea how we gonna do this when it will be warmer again and our doors will be mostly open.