Not my cat

Today George thought it was all about him, he is not my cat, he lives down the road at my friends house, she is away in Florida at my other friends wedding.

He has been hanging around all week, and the last couple of days everytime a door or window has opened he has taken in upon himself to let himself in.

As you can see he made himself very cosy, thank god Hannah (his owner) is back on Tuesday

I'm not even a fan of cats.