Monday - the cat returns

At 5.45am this morning Ian rushed in to the bedroom to tell me that Billie's back. I got up right away and there she was, waiting to go out for the toilet. I picked her up and asked her where she'd been. We hadn't seen her since Saturday lunchtime - almost two days ago. I put her down, noticed she'd eaten the food I'd left out in case, and then she took off through the cat door. We caught up again later in the morning for a talk and a cuddle. She didn't understand what all the fuss what about.

When I went back in to see Angus, he was sitting neatly on the couch watching the kids shows.