… because he deigned to come home and snuggle with me.

Actually, that’s a misrepresentation of the truth. What actually happened is that while driving home this morning, I spotted him sitting in the driveway of a house further up our road. So, I parked in our drive, and walked back to him. He came straight away when I called him, so I picked him up and carried him home.

So he didn’t actually come home by choice. Although once he was in the house, he seemed happy enough; he spent some time in my lap, and then some more time sleeping on the bed next to Colin. He spent about 2 hrs in before I let him go out and raid the food bowl in the garage.

I hope he comes home of his own accord next time…