After my bath in the trough up on the hill, the owner went to the office for me to "dry out for half an hour". That was five hours ago but I nearly stopped all his computers permanently, which would at least have meant that I could have had a walkies again. The Owner had been listening to the music with them funny things on his ears when someone kncoked at the door selling a funny paper, which didn't seem to please The Owner somehow.
Even less when I ran out from under the table to help and got tangled up with all the wires. He spent several hours with loads of boxes around him with bits of wires sticking out of them and I thought he was crying at one point. I tried to help but he seemed to be cross stil so I went and sat under the desk just in case.
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