We brought him home, worshipped at his (large) furry feet... and Obie basically lives at the neighbours' house :(
He is friends with their cat.. which is sweet, and they are really lovely people.. but I'm a bit sad that they are waking up in the morning with him on the end of their bed!!!! He basically comes home for food (they don't feed him although he does nick their crunchies) and a kip on the sofa and spends 80% of his day (or night apparently!) in their garden ...and in their house.
Today he appeared on my fb... one pic of him in their garden..another of him flat out on their bedroom floor!! They genuinely haven't tried to steal him, but he just prefers it there and it makes me sad :(
He has no reason to be unhappy here.. fed, loved, spoiled! His sister loves us and never goes out of the garden.
He's also been caught on another neighbour's bed
and seems to feel he owns every house nearby!