Auntycat is always on the move so it was difficult to catch her face.

I fed her tuna for breakfast as she rejected the previous day's biscuits. She had been surviving on two serves of biscuits per day, so I guess she wants something new on the menu.

When I reached home at 7.30pm, she was hungry again. No sign of the tomcats. I saw Hat waiting under the tree, I shook the keyrings, but he didn't come up. I will just leave biscuits outside for him.