I'm pretty sure that Ib was out (the cat from down the road he had an encounter with last year). I haven't seen him for a long time, so thought they might have moved. Well, it certainly seems that Fister chased him back in - or out of the yard, because there's no sign of him.

Anyway, Fister has got his appetite back now. Lets hope he won't have bad dreams and wake me up during the night!