An hour later Caxton turned up and there we all were again - 3 in a row. The humans went out for a meal and a catch up, but the boys had to wait until this afternoon for their reunion. They are a bunch of idiots, they are such good friends and so pleased to see each other-growling, barging, bouncing, boxing and rolling; one of these days one or all of them are going to fall in (my money's on Muttley) with this re-uniting ritual.
I don't think we're going where we thought we were tomorrow - that'll be plan 'H' then. More of that next time.