Jonty on the run

It was either this one of Jonty or a big Heron that was standing on someone's roof. Jonty has to win.
He had decided he wanted to go home a different way because he's now five and has a mind of his own. When he does this sort of thing I will call him once and then walk the way I want to go. He soon realises I'm not with him and comes running after me. This is him in full flight, looks a bit fat but he's not, it's all his fur fluffed up.