Finally found our cat, Tigger. One of those Swiss-cheese moments that involved our neighbour coming home 2 weeks early, then going out a slightly different route for her morning walk and spotting him sitting in the wndow of a partially complete new build. Despite us knocking on windows and calling for him, he never showed his face. Contacted the builder who sent someone to let us in. They were pretty great (I mean I know they dont want a cat trapped in there). Looked all around the house, calling his name - nothing. Builder spots hair-ball vomit and we find him hiding in the wall.
Took me 2 hours to coax him out with general chat and whittery on my part. Reaching in the hole stroking him andoffering treats.
All growly and cuddly and growly and cuddly and curled up in my lap for a bit.
Took him home for more cuddles and food and water. Then I return to clean up the house.
Huge relief to have him back. Still annoyed at his stupidity though. He just had to sit/sleep in the window and we'd have found him 4 days earlier.
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