gad, I thought I taught him better. oh well.
But he did come back this morning early. He was curled up on the back porch snoozing. I woke him up and he came in and ate, but without taking his eyes off me. This after two years of taking care of him and having him fall asleep in my arms. After he ate, he went around the house and layed down on the top steps of our front porch. He looked like he owned the joint!
I meowed to him, and he came around the house again and came inside, and walked through the house, I even petted him. I tried to comb him, which he loves, but no good. I even shut the back door so he would be shut inside. VERY BAD IDEA. He doesn't want to be inside. which means, if he stays outside, he's dead!
So, I'm going to call my vet and see what she says....