I don't know what Bob - our huge white cat with the fish allergy - is doing because we haven't seen him since Tuesday.
I'm trying to retain a bit of optimism, but Mrs M, forever pessimistic, fears the worst, but despite my bravado I fear she's right to be negative.
It's the last thing we need with other family issues crowding in on us as well. But, cats will be cats.
I know cats can and do go walkabout for days, weeks and even months on occasions, but - in a word to the feline world - don't.
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