Never Right!

The Owner has an expression for moments when an apparent injustice has befallen him. In the dulcet tones of his west country accent he would utter with great gravitas, "Never right!" and I think this is one of just those occasions. Earlier, I had been on patrol, a quick trip round the paddock to see if my mate Adge the Badge was about.

It was probably a little early for him so I returned to the cottage. As I came scampering through the door into the boot room there stood The Owner, by the washing machine. Now I know that it is a matter of some consternation when The Owner gets too close to the washing machine outside of his monthly cycle but this was a matter of GREAT consternation! He stood there with this look of concern, bordering on irritation, upon his face as he waved his old hat around on his index finger. How did he ever find that?!?!? After I had a little chew on it one day, when I needed a little comforting, I hid it behind his old jacket underneath my comfy cushion. Now you would be forgiven, as I thought should I, for believing that it would be safe from discovery hidden under there. So how did he find it? I went scurrying off to find my comfy cushion and escape from the accusing look which was coming my way........ but it was gone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am finding the disappearance of my comfy cushion, the reappearance of his old hat (with added ventilation - K9 stylee) and the out of calender sequence rumblings of that washing machine in the corner of the kitchen may perhaps all be in some way connected! As I said; "Never right!".