This is Chester. He spends a lot of time looking out this window.
He’s keeping an eye of the birds outside.
Or, more to the point, he’s selecting the one he’s going to present to me on the back doorstep.
He missed the briefing when I told him that it was not the cat’s job to catch birds just keep them from eating my lawn seed.
Seems his natural instincts trump my instructions
He can’t go outside.
Sorry. Not sorry!