Every school day morning, our school run starts with a game of hunt the cat.
If we find him, we lock the cat flap so he can’t go out. But if he’s one step ahead of us, which is often, then he follows us down the road to school and sits on the side of a busy road and watches walk away.
A couple of times he has crossed the road to follow us further and scared the crap out of us, but has managed not to get run over so far.
And when I return he jumps out from under a car, or down from a tree and runs in front of me to lead me home.
He waits for me to open the front door and sometimes follows me inside, but quite often he loses interest once I’m safely in the house, and heads off to terrorise the local bird population instead.