At first glance, you might think this is a picture of Princess Chloe the First. In fact, this is Archer, who turned up at my door yesterday.
He had followed a young girl who is renting a room nearby and she did not know what to do with him. One of the neighbours thought he was Chloe, which led her to my door.
Rather than submit him to the pound, I decided to keep him overnight and see if I could locate the owner. Thanks to Facebook, I got a phone call this morning from his very worried owners.
Apparently there was some building work going on in Archer’s house, the workmen left the door open, Archer got scared and started making his way to his granny’s home which is just around the corner from Baskerville Manor.
It turns out that Archer’s owner is the young brother of an old school friend of mine. Small world, and thankfully, now it’s a safe one again for Archer.