A big surprise for msolga:
There I was, totally zonked out on the couch after a long day's teaching, half-heartedly watching something rubbishy on the teev. I see Flatty out of the corner of my eye, heading for the bedroom .. an early night? Then, strange meowing noises from the bedroom. (What on earth is that critter up to?

) THEN, as he's turned up in the loungeroom, I lean over to pat him, as he moves toward the couch.

IT ISN'T FLATTY!

Nope, some other fluffy, tabby interloper has been checking out the inside of my house!

S/he jumps away from me & bolts toward the back door, slithering over rugs in the mad panic. And what was Mr Flatcat doing during this performance? Sitting & calmly watching the whole thing!