Kenny

our black and white cat has 'things' about his favourite places. Normally when i get up and open the door, he rushes out so fast, its like a small tank with a tail, knocking over everything in its way. Today, the sun is shining, birds and little voles (his favourite pasttime) are roaming around the garden but i have to lift Kenny, a small hissing Sid outside and a few moments later he is back, on the printer