When I got up from my nap today, I couldn't find Rusty. He was in his
room, aka the atrium, when I went to bed. He likes to sunbath there.
I thought he may be sleeping in his carrier, but it is empty.
When I opened the door to his room,
I found him sitting in a box of old newspaper waiting for the recycle bin.
Guess he found a new place to sleep. But that box has been there for ages
and I never saw him there. He is full of surprises these days.
When I first got him, he sat under the rocking chair a lot. He hasn't done
that for ages,but started sitting there again recently.
Maybe I should drag out his old cat dancer to see if he is interested in it
again.

Winnie