Mice and Ducks

Yesterday was a traumatic day for me and I felt I needed to leave it until after dark before I patrolled anywhere! We left the cottage to walk to work and The Owner predictably starts sniffing at flowers and taking yukkie pictures of blossom and other cissy stuff like that.

I had a quick look around the pond in case there were any ducks that required me to put them in their place but they had obviously learned their lesson the last time. Now, you will remember that my Bonio bucket has been empty and devoid of anything edible for a couple of days, well as we left the cottage The Owner gave me a carrot to carry, strange choice I thought but I will try anything once and I began to imagine what carrot would be like and whether I should change my allegiance to carrots as the snack of choice. Well it was a bit of a dribble fueled wander down the road carrying my mid morning snack and I now see why The Owner always puts his sandwich in a little plastic bag for the journey. We got to where the grandkids of Manor Hoomun keep their little pony, which frankly is little bigger than me and needs to grow a bit more before he can really call himself a horse at all in my opinion, when The Owner whips the carrot out of my grasp and gives it to the horse!!! I think you can safely expect reprisals for pinching my lunch! The Owner opens the office (which he has recently taken to referring to as his studio) door and I make a beeline for my Bonio bucket in case some have arrived over night. Well they might have done!!! But there, in the corner of the bucket, which was round so didn't have corners, was not one but two mice eating the crumbs from MY Bonios!!!! Well I was so traumatised by the event I had to go and have a snooze in the sun by the door. In that half awake state that I like to spend most of my days, I was enjoying the warmth of the sun and dreaming of woofing and barking and stuff when I became aware of ducks quacking. I thought it may have been part of my dream but I checked around in there and couldn't find a duck so opened one eye. Imagine my shock and terror! There on the door step, not a foot away, were two ducks looking at me. One of them even pooped on the door mat! When I tried that once when it was raining and I didn't want to get too wet I got into a right old row. Well today he can carry his own damn carrot!!!!!