Last night Kiki fell asleep on one of the empty shelves. I don't know if he went home at all. His owner had been calling him and Mayo for the whole night.

Hat turned up at 8.20am looking for food. I think the language of cats asking for food is universal, just some are more persistent than others. Kiki also appeared, bright eyed and bushy tailed. He had a good wash on the corridor. It is still quite chilly.

Hat wanted more food. Spencer was watching his every moves.