Meet Scout. The second of our barn cats.

Nobody at Woodlands specifically remembers how Scout arrived here. He just turned up one day a few years ago and decided that he'd make it his home. Especially when he met Bob, our sole barn cat at the time, and decided that he'd also like to do that for a living. Only Scout seemingly likes the pay but without doing much of the work.

In fact he couldn't be called anything less appropriate. Rather than be on alert for rodent control he's much more likely to be looking for somewhere to curl up for a snooze, or finding a place to watch sanctuary life unfold with an air of disinterest.

However, his best mate Bob is here, and somehow between them they make the deal work - and we wouldn't have it any other way.