Eventually...he just remained at the old house. They don't let him inside but they keep him fed and have a little house for him. It just worked out better this way.
Last night, my phone rang and the caller i.d. indicated it was the people at the old house. I knew immediately that they'd only be calling if something had happened to Mickey. Yes, something had..he apparently had been in a fight and had a huge gash at his tail. I advised them to catch him for me in the morning and I'd pick him up.
This morning I went to the house and there he was in a crate ready to go. Needless to say he wasn't too thrilled to see me - lol!!! But for a 14 year old cat, he looked pretty good. He howled the whole way to the vet and pooped in the crate too!! They just called me and told me the gash wasn't nearly as bad as it looked, they were going to give him his rabies shot, frontline and such and he'll be ready for pick-up when I get off work.
He must be a very durable cat.