I think he is still in his teens (using weeks as the measure rather than years) but has grown substantially and just started to hunt – not in reality but inside the home looking out.
He is much more alert to what is happening outside and I have to say that the cat condo has been successfully sited by me because it provides a wonderful view of the back garden where there are bird feeders and therefore he can regularly see squirrels and birds.
I know that he gets a lot of enjoyment out of this and in between practising his hunting he sleeps and of course attacks the cat condominium itself.
He also very much likes to sleep on the upper tier which I would have thought he wouldn’t like that much because it’s quite small and exposed but he loves it and appreciates the height as all domestic cats do.
Sad, I meant sad. I felt like I had decreased Monty’s essential catness somehow by providing all his food. My childhood pets caught most of their own food and what we fed was like a supplement to their diets of mice, moles, voles and shrews with the occasional bird or bunny thrown in.