When I came home this evening twice, without Cleo, Indy was sitting on the pillar of my house, watching out for Cleo. I knew why he was there. I just knew. He looked at me with his soulful eyes, and I could see he was sad and worried.
I told him we would do our very best to look for Cleo.
And when we finally brought Cleo home, Indy was still sitting on the pillar.
Here's our ever-so-caring Indy Jones now...in the living room, on the top of the bookshelf.
Perhaps it isn't so surprising that Indy has a heart of gold. Indy was brought up and trained by Vixey!