Since losing Penfold last week, there have been goings on going on in the feline world that engulfs most of our home lives. Penfold was without doubt the old patriarch and was respected by all of the clan. His departure seems to have left a void that is not easy to fill. Tuthmose is our young Tom cat. At just over two years old, he is in his prime. For the past six months or so, he’s been an occasional visitor while he stamps out his patch. There is a common not far from where we live and it is a straight line through the neighbours’ gardens to get to it. There, amongst the brambles and bracken, he prowls and hunts. Since last week, however, he has become a homebody. Is it to stamp his claim on the clan, or is it just because it’s a little colder outside?
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