I should add, to the above, that F is a terrible flirt with ALL Mudcatter company. If I ever lose track of him I will not prowl the neighborhood looking for him-- I'll just assume he stowed away in a Catter's rucksack, or that one of you called him from a NY state highway as you passed "nearby."
But due to the number of Cat-visits in his first year, he is totally relaxed with the idea that people come, are immediately welcomed as pack members, are loved furiously, and then they disappear. He remembers each one who returns, but doesn't reeally "miss" them, and I love his openness with any new ohouse visitiors-- y'all trained him well!
But he knows the difference between a welcome guest and an intruder-- and yes, I was worried about that... till he showed me, one day. 'Nuff said!