And relief comes, not in the morning- but at about 4pm

I did my calling out the back yard, as I have been doing for the boy for the last 2 1/2 days.  5 or 10 minutes later I open the front door and see a cat there.  Originally thinking it was one of the girls, I was instead delighted to see the grey face of young Jasper.  He was dry, despite the rain and very hungry!  It didn't take long for his grumpy ways to reappear, meowing as I picked him up.  With a full belly he is now reclining on the car and safe, until at least his next adventure.  Being Jasper- I am sure there will be one...

Now to investigate whether they make tracking collars!