We were starting to get a little concerned: she’s not allowed out at night, being nigh-on impossible to see, and it’s now dark. We’ve been calling and calling but no Mog.
Then, next door’s conservatory door opens just enough to allow a cat to leave, and then closes again. Suddenly the Mog appears at the end of next door’s garden.
We had assumed, all along, that she must visit other people, as I note the lady the other side installed a cat flap not long after Mogret arrived here. Apparently Mog used to wail outside their bathroom window (upstairs – she climbed on their extension roof to do so) until they let her in..
Our cat is a disgrace.
Tony, the guy whose house she has just left, lost a cat to a car before we moved in, and warned us about keeping her safe. I’m glad she has befriended him, as cat-people without cats are sad and lonely creatures, having lived without cats for a few years myself.
No sign of Random Cat tonight. Haven’t seen him since he wailed in the garden for Mogret to come out to play this morning. Honestly, it’s like a kid knocking on your door to ask if his friend can come out to play. Still, it’s cute.