Chloé is still missing. Although today is warm and sunny, it did become chilly overnight. It does not seem to have driven her home. I become ever more resigned to the idea that she is gone for good this time. I am prefering to believe that she has muscled in on a new family. She is adept at that. It is a better notion than many other options, the ones which I do not wish to dwell upon.
Dusty is tons better and I believe that we need not visit the vet but do need to return to being careful that he does not sneak out. Quite his old self, almost.
Nell and I have been for a walk up the coastal path to the big holiday apartment block and return by road, calling for Chloé all the while but saw no sign of her.
My ankle held up pretty well and we made good time. Mr Snail has cycled into town to the excellent deli that we discovered last winter. I was surprised to be the first one home. And, here he is! With a baguette on his back too… He tells me that he has been naughty. I may report back later.