I managed to get a photo of Luther late last night for National Black cat day. Not the best of photos, he's not the best at posing. He's just arrived back now demanding breakfast over an hour after everyone else was fed. He sure is his own man with his own rules.
I would imagine Luther was in for most of the night, and what a night it was. The wind rocking the cottage and what sounded like buckets of water being thrown at the bedroom window. This morning is sunny, calm and quiet - let's make the most of it eh!
