Welcoming party

We finished work tonight and had a planned dinner out to blow away those January blues. 
The bus got us home and as we were walking back to the house who should pop out the bushes but Bob, welcoming us home in his normal meowy way.
He lead us right to the door and was first across the threshold as I got the door open. 
Once we were in, he was also "in" for the evening, sleeping on his cushion plinth for the night.