Yesterday, suddenly, our little nougat coloured cat calmly walked in the door, as if those five nights never happened. She wasn't even hungry or thirsty. Of course, it could be she had eaten outside on the porch before coming in or if not, she's honoured some other family with her cute company. She won't tell me. Now she just tip toes charmingly around my feet and purrs constantly. She's happy to be home. At least.
