At first he was a little overwhelmed by having such a big cottage as his new home but he quickly adapted and made the place his own.
The large windows to the rear of the place gave him a wonderful view of the wildlife which visit the garden - squirrels, rabbits, cats, mice and lots of birds, as well as the enormous bull, his many wives and offspring who graze the parkland beyond. A kind of wildlife television channel without ad breaks, just food, play and snooze, then back to watching.
Now this fluffy puss-cat has caught his first mouse - and he didn't catch it in the house... He brought it in with him, then couldn't understand why he got chased outside again.
"But I caught it for you"
"Waa-aah, let me in!"
I wonder how many generations of his family have been purely indoor cats. He has the best of both worlds. He's just got to learn that some gifts are not acceptable indoors.
Good luck with that one, Poppy and Miles!
ps Poppy, thank you for the photographs.