a new ad on yahoomail this evening...well, doesn't that remind me of 'mr tom' and his nightly visits to flat 3, eagle house, Harwich...he used to scratch at the frontdoor to be let out...once the door was open - he would refuse to go out...he would sit inside and watch the garden....luckily there was an outside light and so most of it was lit up - or I would never have opened the frontdoor...anyway, the whole thing is now reminding me of 'sad cat'...."to be in or out...out or in...in or out"....of the satanic gardener's garden cult? anyway, he was a good 'mouser'...caught two...and loved to catch spiders too - what more could you want from a cat?