D.O.P.-T.

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Monty sat at the far end of the garden path watching me use the exercise bike. He washed himself briefly, then turned away and when I finished, he'd reappeared on the fence beside the driveway. So clearly he's learnt to get up and down the fence despite the nasturtiums this year having spread over a lot of the concrete area behind the garage where he used to sun himself. Or maybe he never had a problem and has been lurking under the leaves like a landshark. I took out the food dish to the driveway.