Flo is a master at seduction. When she was living outside, in the wood shed, she flirted with me for nearly a year before I caved and let her into the house in the cold winter. Now she comes and goes when she pleases. In the summer, she prefers to sleep outside, on the porch or deep in one of the gardens, she leaves me pieces of mice by the back door.

When I see  her, usually in the morning, she rolls over, shows me her belly and continues her seduction. I guess she is my cat now.