We got in from the dentist to a phone call from lovely Kate at the nearest vet, Ryder Davis, to tell us that a lady had found a cat and his chip said he was our Biff.
We went and collected him, they couldn't have been nicer. He hadn't a mark on him so whether he was struck by a car, had a heart attack or stroke, or was frightened into a heart attack by a near miss we have no idea. But Biff is gone, no more loud M'RAAAAK to demand attention. I still have photos of him with the others to post that I haven't got sorted out...
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