Kiki managed to escape last night, because there were visitors in his house. He couldn't be locked up in time, and started to patrol the corridor.

His mother tried to coax him inside, but he yelled and yelled.

Then he saw Spencer, and approached us slowly.

I was glad to see he was alright. The tail is ugly, but the fur has grown back to a fuzz. He is not limping. And still FAT.

I was snapping away happily, then the boy turned up behind me and asked: " Taking pictures ah? "

I was quite embarrassed, and explained that I need to show the pictures to the others.

He asked Kiki to go back, and Kiki got very very upset.

I told him maybe I should go in the house and lock the door, so that Kiki could calm down. He agreed that it was a good idea.

10 minutes later, the boy and his sister came back, to try to get Kiki back. Based on the scuffles which followed, I think Kiki gave each of them a few good bites, and hid among the flower pots. Then he went to the garden to beat up whoever, several times.

They eventually got Kiki back into the house.