“Who put that b****y cat there . . . ?!?”

Biskit has to use the whole windowsill.  The poor old cat has been on the floor more than once, along with the occasional plant pot.
 
I missed the best shot just before this one.  We hadn’t opened  the blinds and Biskit was sat at the other end with his head stuck through the slats.
 
It’s been a good day with two good Biskit walks and two back fence repairs.  This afternoon we did our long walk around the village including two paths that have been out of bounds because of the mud.  I have the right footwear but object to cleaning it, and Biskit is allergic to baths.  Mind you I still had to scrub mud out of the treads when we got home.