Being a total indoor cat, and also being that at one point the back door was left open, we feared the worst. We've had him with us for eleven years, since he was six weeks old.
But have no fear - a knock at the back door and in he saunters late tonight (Wednesday). Wet, bedraggled, hungry and with dirt on his half-tail. And an attitude.
Tas isn't sure what to make of him - he hissed at LB for the first few minutes (apparently from the "outside" smell) but now they're back to being buds again.
Hope you had a nice holiday, LB. Don't do it again! :)
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