Hunkered

Bob visited the vet yesterday. Put to sleep for an hour or two and an anxious wait to collect him at the end of the day.

We then thought he slipped out and ran off as a door left open briefly. Frantic searching was fruitless. It wasn't till I did another sweep of the house. Who pops out the wardrobe? BOB!

We're ecstatic that he's here, if a little shaky from his vet visit.

Lots of love and care and he'll be right as rain.