Posted: 14/12/2016 at 11:27
My mums old cat Tiger used to try and hide in the caravan when she was getting it ready for holidays. He would be left with a neighbour feeding him. Apparently he used to si on the path and howl while we were away, as soon as we were back he would disappear for three days, before forgiving us and coming home.
My friends Jack Russell in Perth used to greet me every time I went to visit like a long lost friend. We went for walks together on the beach, and she got spoilt at the beach cafe. She would move in to my bedroom while I was there and sleep with me. As soon as I started packing the suitcase she would start sulking, and refused to even look at me when the taxi came.