Next door’s cat. And we only know she’s next door’s because we were across the hall in their flat the other day and saw her underneath the table looking quite at home. Which explains why she feels comfortable co-opting cushioned chairs on our patio, which from her point of view is only another patio attached to her building, walls not being much barrier to cats.
Better than the cushion on a wicker chair, though, is her happy place - well camouflaged in the bracken beside the orange tree. Really well camouflaged. I’ve often failed to spot her and when I took this picture of her curled up I initially couldn’t see her in the original photo. Photograph top right is a cropped section of the photo on the left with contrast enhanced.
Probably a good thing for us that she likes it there. Should deter rats, who are happy to hollow out fallen oranges, and possibly discourage snakes as well.

