I had the fright of my life this week, well to be honest it was two frights together and I am suspecting I may have brought a little stress into the life of Manor Hoomun as well. The other night it was a little bit gusty here and the leaves from the trees were blowing everywhere. The Owner said it was Katia doing her best. I am not sure if she lives around here or not, but if she does, judging by the amount of rubbish she threw around the place that night, she isn't going to be very popular.
Sorry, I digress again. On this gusty evening The Owner was watching a DVD and snoring loudly, I am not understanding how he can do both but it is one he has seen many times before and can even recite the words to it when he isn't snoring, so I opted for a quick patrol of the neighbourhood. I was returning home through the Manor gardens and passing Manor Hoomun's car when Katia threw Manor Hoomuns new blue wheelie bin at me. Well I have been molested frequently by The Owner's ruddy Dyson, but never by an empty blue wheelie bin and to be honest it isn't going to go down as my favourite experience! Perhaps understandingly, I shot backwards in a state of fright and ran into Manor Hoomun's car which wailed loudly and had a lot to say on the matter. Lights came on everywhere and I feared I may have been sent to the boot room at the Manor so I ran as fast as I could for the gateway through the hedge to the cottage. From there I could witness Manor Hoomun and Lady Manor Hoomun searching the area for Truders. I am not sure who Truders is or why he was suspected but I am just glad that a finger wasn't pointed in my direction. Indoors, The Owner was still snoring, there is a certain comfort in knowing that some things never change.
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