No, the surprise guest wasn't my godfather-- he was the surprise last night. Tonight, Will and I returned from dinner at Ravi Kabobs (you learn more later) to find Angus rooting around our trash cans.
We brought him inside, as it was starting to rain. Stirling was excited to see him as well as us. I gave him dinner; Will texted our neighbors. We looked out our windows: all their lights were out and no one was answering the phone.
So, another impromptu sleep over. Angus curled up in the lap of the Dane staying with us and was snoring in seconds. He knows he always had a place here.