Dennis and I left at noon on Monday to go to Perth.  Dennis' flight left
at 7 am on Tuesday morning, so driving in that morning was not an option
as it's a 3 hour drive.  I got home this afternoon at 4, so was away for
a total of 28 hours.
Vino was excited to see me and full of piss and vinegar.  After some
perfunctory cuddles and purrs, he wanted outside and spent 2 hours
racing up and down the back yard.
Then I had to go to my wine class at 6 and got home at 8:30.  It was
already dark out of course, but I let him out again because he hadn't
had much time out while I was away.
At 9:15 it started to rain quite heavily and Vino appeared at the door,
frantically pawing at the glass, wanting in NOW!  I let him in and he
gobbled down some crunchies, then he wanted out again.  I told him no,
it is too late now and also it's raining.
Well, that did not go over well.  He spent the next 10 minutes lying on
the floor, trying to insert his paw between the 2 french doors, trying
to get them to open.  I kept telling him no more out for the day, but he
kept trying.  He also spent some time swearing at me in a most
distasteful way.  If he was a kid, he'd get his mouth washed out with
soap ;-)
It is now 9:50 and he's given up.  He is sitting across the room from
me, glaring.  If looks could kill...