Well when he lived with my Dad, he used to go out at about 8pm-ish, and he'd be waiting at the door in the morning at about 7am...and as I said, he's really desperate to go out...
My Dad has just given me his cat, he's called Guinness. I picked him up on Saturday from my Dad's in Barnsley and drove him to my flat in Rugby (85 miles ish). He didn't like the journey one bit, meowing for alot of the way, but my girlfriend was in the back of the car with him. (He WAS in a...
