
The following night he came by when the neighbours were over for drinks. He was FILTHY (there was a lot of shrieking)! I sloshed some warm water over him later (which he didn't like much), then gave him a good rub down (which he did).

A couple of nights later (roast chicken dinner smells wafting out of the house), who should turn up late at night in the pouring rain? He walked right into the house (a very rare occurence) when I opened the door And he didn't leave - all night. He slept on a rag and howled gently at 7.15am next day to carry on his way. We didn't see him then for several days!
And last night he was back. We went for a late evening walk. Glorious as the sun came down over the fields. He went bounding off on his way afterwards.
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