What would you all do on a night like tonight if your cat refused to come in?
Walter does this every now and again. He was asleep on my lap from maybe 9-10 then went off playing. I've left the door open because it's warm. I needed to go to bed so I called him in. He sat in the garden looking at me, edged towards me then stopped. Then as soon as I moved towards him, he ran away. He won't come in and I really need to sleep, so I've locked him out. There's a window that he could get in through if he used his brain! I feel awful every time this happens but he's always ok.
I hate the guilty feeling!