I miss John the prick.

So for about a month my student house became inhabited by a lodger, in the form of a Black and White Cat that we called John.
Everyday without fail John would appear in our garden meowing at the back door to be let in, only to once he had been allowed into the house repay us by scratching up the carpet, walking all over the kitchen work tops and generally being a pest.....a bit of a prick.

Even though he was an annoying beast, who would hide under my bed and jump out to scare me in the early hours of the morning, we all loved him.

But now our stray Cat has gone again, and hasn't been back for nearly two weeks. Where he has gone?Who knows, this Cat is an enigma.....