Where does he go?

Felix comes home to eat these days, often at irregular times. Gone is his routine of long hours sleeping inside. A couple of days ago, he did come in and slept on a chair for most of the morning. Perhaps he was recovering from his long night out.

This morning, it was after 10 o’clock before he came in for breakfast. I tracked him after that, but lost him in the garden somewhere by the blackcurrant bush.

I have seen him go up the trunk of the grapevine and over the fence at the side. He’s also appeared on the garage roof from the bamboo. Sometimes he’s at the front gate just sitting, watching. Once, I saw him walking along the roof of the house across the street.

Where does he go? On these warm summery days, with rampant growth everywhere, it’s likely that he’s over the back fence exploring the wilderness. Probably hunting. Probably defending and marking his territory.