I am soooooo happy right now, just had to post the news. It's a little controversial and goes against all of the advice given to me by everyone but I'm afraid I let him out on his own earlier (7.40pm)

He's just strolled back in looking like butter wouldn't melt, ate his dinner and after a big fuss from me and the OH is now playing with his catnip mouse.

He'd been crying more and more to go out over the last few days. I really can't explain it but just had a strong gut feeling (as one of life's ditherers I don't often get those!) that he would be ok let loose on his own.

Of course I was in a complete panic all the time he was gone and convinced I'd done the wrong thing until a minute ago. Still can't believe he's really back - what a clever boy finding his way around after only 8 days with us!!!

Needless to say he's not going back out now until the morning but it looks like he has what he wanted most all along - freedom