Its as though he knew…
We have a relatively flexible living arrangement with Jaxon. He gets locked in the house at night after dinner, and we let him out after breakfast to have free roam throughout the day. When we arrive home in the evening, he normally totters up the driveway to meet us and come in the front door because he is too lazy to go around to his kitty door at the back.
Chan had booked Jaxon in for his next round of vaccinations last night, and the plan was to lock him in a bit earlier when we got home, so we would put him in his little carry cage and take him off. But he was nowhere to be found.
Straw Dogs rip He arrived home an hour and a bit later, slighty smug and contented.

