He scooped Al up and cuddled him, shedding a few tears of joy, I can tell you! Then he started carrying him toward home. As he neared the edge of our property, Al suddenly got quite agitated and tried to escape. We wonder if there was some kind of incident or attack near the edge of our property that scared him badly. Or maybe he somehow got carried farther away in a vehicle and was on his way home cross-country and now recognized how near home he was.
At any rate, Ross brought him to the door and called in to me: "Dianne, you are going to be VERY happy when you see what I've got." I was absolutely gobsmacked!
Needless to say, Alfonse got a small can of tuna from the pantry immediately, plus cuddles galore. He has lost so much weight it's unbelievable, but he ate and drank well, without overdoing it.
There was plenty of time for cuddles in the rocking chair, and as you see, both my "boys" were ecstatic to be together.
It has been very cold here recently (0 C. yesterday morning...32 F. for you Northern Hemisphere folks!) with lots of frost, and we even had a little snow last week. We wonder where and how he managed to take shelter and survive for three weeks and three days. Fortunately there are a number of dams and small ponds, so water would not have been a problem, if he had access to the outside and wasn't trapped inside somewhere.
Last evening, Ross and Al enjoyed a cuddle and a rock by the fire, then we all went to bed exhausted. Al was up and down all night, padding down the hall to the laundry for a little nibble of his dry food, a quick drink of water, then back to bed with us.
Can you tell we are THRILLED to have him home?!!!