By the end, he came back rather on the clock every monring, at 8H30am or 9am.

He had been trained. And he had stopped for a while going to Mundy after a few scare I hope.

Cats do learn but Laurel was a vigilante and had a real stupid foolish issue with one of a neighbour's INDOOR cat. It is said by me that he had a puce that recorded his killing.

And that puce was me: arrest Donna's husband for marital violence. The dude is out of control if he kills cats. Donna may be reading this: fear not- your husband is blind as a bat and I am jesus. You will be put under surveillance and good people will help you all. I am sorry Laurel died but he found you. You will be saved. Both of you. 

* As a side note, it is clear to me that I was a total slave to Laurel and it is much nicer for everyone, me especially, now that he is simply light and a ghost. Maintaining his memorial and furture kammas with me is way simpler and less work than maintining him alive as a cat....ha ha ha...he was a total freaky deeky vigilante.