Thread: Where is Harley?

Yesterday evening I noticed that my little black fluffy boy (Dave, please don't laugh!) was not well. He wouldn't eat and was looking very sorry for himself. So at bed time, I seperated Dave from my other Big black boy, Harley. Harley was subsequently shut ito the utility room, only a small space, with his bed, loo, food etc. This morning I came downstairs and opened the door to find no Harley! Then I realised what had happened. We have a cat flap that no-one uses in the back door. In fact Harley is so old and lazy he doesn't even go out, jump up or do anything energetic! However, Harley had somehow squeezed his very old, fat body through the gap and escaped! I opened the front door and there he was, cold and hungry! No doubt he will spend the rest of the day curled up on my bed after being worn out by his adventure! Pity he is so stupid he couldn't work out how to come back in!

ps. Dave is much better this morning and ate his Tuna treat without any problems!