Mrs Vagabond Snr had a Heinz 57 called Beany.
He was a quiet but confident, friendly thing, but did have a habit of running away, which meant he always had to be on a lead.

One day, she managed to lose him before she took him for a walk. Thinking he must have legged it out the front door during the daily traffic, she had to go on the assumption that he'd be back when either he was ready, or hungry.

The next day, she was seriously worried until, putting the washing away, she opened the airing cupboard, and out ran Beany. Having listened to a house full of people, for nigh on 36 hours, he had not barked, he had not scraped the door, he had not whined ...

Stupid animal.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 6 Feb 2013, 10:21, Reply)