I’m guessing he looked something like this:
My new neighbours saw him in the garden gazing up into a tree. They tell me that was when they decided to take the flat opposite. Last night they asked if they could give him treats (no, he’s too chunky) after meeting him on the landing at the weekend. He isn’t so sure yet. A bit of growling when they knocked on my door, then hiding behind my knees when we were talking.
It’ll take a little while I guess, but no doubt he’ll be on their new sofa before soon, or inveigling them to play with him. As the cattery said, he’s too nosey to be shy for long. Monday evening he sat outside their door listening while they talked.
Meanwhile I am wondering if I can put this new unexpected skill of his as an estate agent to use to help out with the finances. It’d be great if he made a contribution to the budget.