Yesterday Rupert went awol for the whole morning.
You can just imagine how we felt, he never goes far and is never out for very long.
We tapped dishes like crazy, we shook boxes of biscuits like mad things and even resorted to walking all around the local streets calling out like lunatics.
Tom was gasping and I was limping but it had to be done.
Did he respond? NO
Previously in the morning I had heard a cat growling but thought it was Polly as she keeps them all in order but I then thought maybe it was a local Ginger and Rupert was having a ding dong with him .
We ended up sitting in the garden thinking of all the things that could have happened looking at the gate waiting for him to appear. He didn't.
After deciding that there was nothing else we could do we went inside.
About and hour later he nonchalantly walked into the kitchen as though nothing was wrong.
He has disappeared again this morning and we now think that he has found a place somewhere in a garden to keep cool.
No doubt he will be back later when he gets peckish.
The worst thing is that he was probably listening to our frantic calls and just blinking his eyes, lol