A post as requested by Clare, to whomsoever it may concern.
Shadow is now definitively settled in. By day he sleeps on any available duvet; by night he hunts, bringing dead voles into the house and dropping them in convenient locations. He uses the litter in the garden (shortly to be removed in favour of good old earth). He eats Whiskers with discernment, carefully leaving those morsels he considers less than super-tasty.
I was on a conference call this morning with a colleague which I had to interrupt to review the latest dead vole which Clare brought in for me to inspect.