The pretty cat that often visits our garden appeared on the conservatory window sill the other morning. S/he is very friendly and would like to come into the house. I'm not sure Winston would welcome that!
'Hey! Who are you? This is my house.'
'I’m going. I don't want to argue.'
'Where’s he gone?'
'Oh, he's back again. Hello.'
'I’m not a fighter but it’s a good thing this window’s between us.'