@LittleGwyneth
Why does your cat need to be checked on twice a day?
I always employed somebody to come in morning and late afternoon/early evening to feed the cats, make sure they were all right, etc. It worked jolly well too, the person/people (a couple were in business doing it latterly), were extremely conscientious.
Once we were away for husband's firm's annual dinner and received a telephone call from the pet minders; they hadn't been able to get into our house that evening, the key wouldn't work or something.
We went to the dinner, then made our excuses and drove home.
We had been burgled. The burglars had got in through the glass back door which they smashed (we hadn't changed the door when we moved here, just assumed it was tougher than it was), and did something to the front door to prevent anyone coming in that way while they were burgling! Husband broke into front door to allow us access, he had immediately thought of burglars, I hadn't. It was horrible coming into our home and seeing everything ransacked.
My engagement ring was missing, I had left it on a shelf intending to wear it or take it with me and forgot to do so. That was many years ago but since then I've always looked in second hand jewellery shops in case it was there but never seen one like it. I'm not generally sentimental about 'things', including jewellery, but that little ring meant a lot. It wasn't valuable, cost £28 in 1974, but it was pretty and I liked it. I got another ring on insurance but not so nice. Late mother in law's solid gold watch had gone too.
The cats were upstairs; I remember going up and they came out of the back bedroom to greet us, miaowing and stressed. First thing I did was feed them in the kitchen. When we 'phoned the police we were told not to move or touch anything but I said, "I must feed the cats", to which they agreed.
Oh well, you didn't need to know my life story
, but this thread brought back memories and it was therapeutic for me to write it all.