He is not as desperate as he was last week. Partly because it is warm enough for me to open windows and he gets to look out and smell, which seems to be important for him.
He spends a lot of the time running from window to window trying to follow whatever it is outside.
Since I wrote this Thursday afternoon, Murphy escaped into the big wide world. Imagine my surprise when I saw him outside when I was taking my last thing at night walk around the garden. Apparently, I forgot to latch the back door, when he pushed against it the door opened. He did not get very far and seemed mostly (if you ignore all the mews and yowls and leaps at the door) to be back indoors.
If I catch him thinking about his next escapade 😉