Three days post bath, and this Hat had to get himself covered in motorbike grease again! There is a even larger patch at the other side of the body.

He is now sleeping on the sofa after a big dinner. And not before he ambushed Spencer from under the sofa. I had to hit him with a cushion to snap him out of his Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde mood.

I saw Auntycat at the garden when I reached home, so I called her. I had not seen her for 2 days. Hat was afraid of her, and won't come up when Auntycat was meowing at the staircase. I took Hat up, and went down to bring Auntycat. Hat ran away. I fed Auntycat at the corridor, and Hat looked on with an upset face. I went up to him, and he skipped away. Finally both he and Auntycat had one can each. Auntycat licked the plate clean, must have been very hungry. Hat finished the wet food and crunched more biscuits. Spencer stared at Auntycat, but didn't snarl.

I heard Auntycat's owner calling for her at 11pm. Oops.