Humphrey update

It’s only the middle of January and already I’m wondering if we’re going to get toms sniffing round our Portia again.

It seems like that might be at the root of Humphrey’s odd behaviour.  At the moment as I write this he’s downstairs asleep tucked under a chair.  It’s a beautiful morning – the kind you’d expect him to be out there sniffing the air and checking out progress towards Spring.

Not a bit of it!

But Portia has been out and when we checked on her she had her attendant in waiting sitting near her on the patio.  She’s not a bit bothered.  Such a lot of hassle we had with the toms last year; I’d rather not go through it again.  It felt like we were always chasing them out of the garden so she could have some liberty out there.

This year she’s even thinner, even more deaf and even less interested, if that’s possible.  Can’t understand why they’re wasting their time.  You think they’d realise wouldn’t you.

Meanwhile back in the ranch – Humphrey ignores the lot of them.