Maybe he's hooked up with one of his lady-friends?He'll probably grow tired of her soon and make his way back home.
Sadly dear Michael had the snip when he was a mere whippershapper (and there was also that dog that ripped off his bottom and one of his tecticles) - he is ill-equiped for dalliance.I wish I had found a body. All ones inner paranoid comes to the fore and one imagines bad people trapping and torturing his poor little fat self. I am trying not to think about it.
NO, surely not?Maybe he's been grandma-napped.Those grandmas can't resist a fat cat.Sorry Maddie, i hope he turns up soon.x
Vote 2 for the Grandma napped story. He's a friendly type isn't he? I'm betting that he went out and adopted a new house, just like Darcy did. *nods*
okay - by popular demand - I shall from-now-on visualise him reclined on velvet cushion (with gold tassels) and served morsels of lobster lightly sauteed in a mushroom cream sauce on bone china by an elderly mad woman.