I was amazed when I let Bonaparte back in with the others last night. Tasha went crazy, she jumped on him, barking, tail going nineteen to the dozen, then came running to me, jumping up, barking, back to him and would not stop. I thought she knew where he was but obviously not. She was definitely saying to me 'Look mum, he's back!! He's come back, isn't it wonderful!' She has not been herself the last few days, so she was certainly missing him.