Sun cat

What a change in our stealth cat, Alfie, in just two days. On Friday night he came flying through the cat door in great distress, with his fur saturated, whipped into wet peaks and a wild, haunted look in his eyes. He was obviously very distressed by the extreme St Valentine's storm, with force 11 gale and deluging rain. Never much of a lap cat, he consented to be towelled dry, then spent the night skulking and sulking in a warm corner.

Today found him stretched out in a shaft of sunlight on the carpet, calm and relaxed, and so chilled out by a sunny day that for once he consented to be photographed without averting his eyes or scarpering. 'Appy Alfie!