OUTSIDE, outside where its wet and cold and theres noone to worship him? Are you crazy?

Nope. He saves his prowling for the summer, in winter he moves from food bowl to litter to sofa - today he's feeling adventerous and is curled up on what was a pile of clean clothes in the front-room.

Yesterday was spent taunting outdoor creatures from the safety of the windowsill, nicely lit by Christmas lights for best effect. One does like his comfort.