They sound charming - best avoid their chicken kebabs as well
My Dad once came home from the vets with an empty carrier, unfortunately he left the vets with our Pumpkin in it. He didn't even notice her get out.
She was in what the vet thought to be the last stages of leukaemia so we thought we'd never see her again. My Mum leafleted the whole town, went door knocking etc. We had loads of calls, but she's always disappeared by the time we got round.
Two weeks later Pumpkin came back home, fit as a fiddle. Either the vet had completely misdiagnosed her, or she'd just somehow healed herself.
My Mum has never let my Dad forget about it.