Hey, human, let me in...

(left) Stanley at the front door, looking for Leroy. He follows me up the drive when I get home from work. He lives 3 doors away but I reckon he'd move in with us given half a chance.

(right) Leroy at the back patio doors coming in for his dinner.

Weather was quite nice when I got home so I went for a bike ride round the local fields and woods. Unfortunately half way round it decided to pour down so I made a hasty return back to the house. Not quite what I hoped for but at least I managed to practice some small jumps and drop-offs. Damn it, guess I've no choice but to revert to Plan B - crack open a bottle of Duvel and watch a film.