Got a call at midnight from Mum to say that she had been sat in the living room with Lily when she had suddenly got up and started miaowing and pawing at the kitchen door. Mum opened it and there was a familiar ginger face looking through the cat flap.
She opened the door and in he strolled nonchalantly. "What's up?" (he probably would have said if he was human)
The equivalent of the fatted calf was killed for him (a sachet of Whiskas) but he wasn't actually hungry. Neither was he cold, despite the thundery rainstorms we've had over the past couple of days, he was in fact decidedly warm.
So I think someone had maybe mistakenly thought he was a stray (we'll give them the benefit of the doubt) and brought him up. Possibly they saw the posters that Mum put up yesterday and released him to find his way back home.
What he doesn't realise is that he's never going out again....!
I'm definitely not the most positive of people and I have to admit that after what had happened to Mabel I didn't have a lot of hope, but thank you for all your finger crossing and good luck wishes because it just goes to show that if you remain hopeful and keep looking, you might just get what you wish for...
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3 comments:
Oh this is the best news to wake up to, I've been thinking about him and hoping he would come home! I am so happy that Fred's back ;o)
Maria
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Yay and phew!
That's cats for you though, so independent - they have a tendency to adopt people as much as we adopt them and have no qualms at all about befriending strangers, especially if they can wheedle some grub out of it ;)
Really glad for you that he's back :)
Yeahy! Told you he'd return...he was probably on some special top secret mission. Or having a snooze somewhere like someone's garage... and Mabel probably found her way into an old people's home and decided to dedicate her life to making old people happy...and loved...it is best to think something like that! Cats are pretty resilient! xxx
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