Mickey is lost

What a traumatic time, we went out to Carol and Mike's 40th wedding anniversary dinner and when we left, saw the cats, when we returned Rob's folks and gran went looking for Mickey and nobody could find him, after about an hour of searching, we all had this horible sinking feeling that he was gone, heaven alone know where.

Next morning, when Rob's folks left to drive back to J'Bay, Rob was out looking for him again at about 4.h30, but still no luck. Fortunately the kids were both sleeping out, so they weren't aware of his dissappearance.

The following morning I phoned the vet to ask if anyone had reported finding a small white siamese cat. The said that someone had phoned in and reported finding one in our road. I contacted the women and described him, particlarly the gammy eye bit and she confirmed it was him. He had crossed the road and was found in the neighbours garden.

Thanks goodness for honest people. As soon as we heard that it was them, we were all overwhelmed and rushed across the road to fetch him.

So things are back to their crazy choatic lifestyle here.