The Interminable Cat Flap Saga - part 423

Those of you who have been with me for a long time will know about the cat flap and the trauma surrounding the use thereof by the resident cat and his chum. To recap:


It was thought that it would be a good idea to put a flap into the wooden structure rather grandly called a summerhouse..... 

.....in order that Austin would have somewhere to go in the event of a meteorological or climatic emergency.  Heaven forfend that his delicate little furry bod should even come within a gnat's whisker of the precipitation that frequents this part of North West Wales.


Tigger the Tabby learnt after just one lesson i.e. me (gently) shoving his head against the flap, that he could gain entry and receive solace and (sometimes) succour the other side.

Austin, on the other hand, is a more delicate flower and doesn't like things bashing against his head - unless it's my hand when I scrunch his ears and make with the scritches. 

As I have said before on this blog, he wants succour and I'm the sucker!


NB the hand in the last picture is of my young assistant who I thank for errrr assisting during the construction of this narrative :)