[Stuart]

Need to tell a little story here. As normal, yesterday, when I got up, I fed the pets some breakfast and let the cat out. Our cat normally goes out when the weather is warm and comes in in time for dinner.

Yesterday, he didn't. So, I checked all his little haunts I know of (he likes to hide under certain bushes and sleep under next door's car), but he wasn't there.

Now, he's been quite ill recently, and is having treatment for a breathing problem. As you can understand, I was rather worried that he was going to die. I was checking the gardens (front and back - he doesn't venture too far from those) regularly through the night, and got about 1 hours sleep.

So, this morning, rather knackered, I phoned my sister (she is staying with her boyfriend) to say that the cat had disappeared. Not sure what I hoped to achieve by doing that, but I thought she ought to know (he is her cat).

I've been worrying all day, and asked several of our neighbours if they'd seen him. A couple had, but on our shed (which is one of his normal sleeping areas).

This evening (about 20 minutes ago) he suddenly turned up looking rather disheveled (which is unusual, he is normally a very clean cat), sitting on the doorstep, looking lost but otherwise unharmed (as far as I can see). Just phoned my sister to let her know. She was ecstatic.