After a long hard day of keeping his domain in order during the chill winter months, Argus likes to supervise the lighting of his fire. Then, he takes up position near the roaring flames and lets the warmth sooth his chilled paws and cold ears. Now, his thoughts drift toward what shall he select for his dinner. Perhaps smoked salmon tonight? With a nice dry white?

Argus really loves the fire. He’ll get so close we’re worried his wiskers will curl.