Bert likes to hang out on the deck with us when the weather is good.
Bertie is an outdoor kitty and he spends his nights out prowling in the neighborhood. A few weeks ago I heard him screaming around 4:30 in the morning when he got into a fight with something, maybe a badger or a weasel, I'm not sure what. He's loaded with scars that are healing now. He may have used up one of his nine lives that night.