How to greet your master home from hospital

So, I do Eggy an injustice. His exact greeting was to be nowhere around. He appeared rather later, and responded to my speaking to him by sticking his head in his food.

Let me be honest. I don't expect a lot from a cat. I like looking at him. I put up with him sitting on me just when I need to be doing something. And I make the most of those purring, sticking nose into my ear, moments that he adds on as a sort of largesse a wealthy lady might deliver to the poor of the parish to show how philanthropic she was. But there are times. When one is below par. When a bit of open affection without ulterior motive. Wouldn't go amiss. Ask Cathaber. She knows what a thorn in the side an ungrateful cat is.