Cling Film Poo!

I had a very strange experience this morning which unsettled me to be honest! To put things into some kind of perspective I need to take you back a day or two. One afternoon The Owner had called in Plumber Hoomun as there was a vast escape of water in the cottage for which I was in no way responsible. It was in the bathroom which, because of it's definition, i.e. bath, I have nothing to do with. So, Plumber Hoomun arrived brandishing two new taps for something in the bathroom. He had much discussion with The Owner about which tap should be installed but whilst that took place he had left his box of stuff by the gate... so I went to investigate. Nothing wrong with that I am thinking?!? What I found, in part, interested me greatly. His box contained lots of "Tools", none of which I had ever seen before. But what interested me particularly was his packet of sandwiches, perched on the top, wrapped in cling film. Nevertheless I decided I ought to pass comment on the quality of them and the filling. To be honest I did get a little carried away in my sampling and forgot myself a little and..... well...... ate them all. I thought I may have got away with it as Plumber Hoomun spent ages looking for them and inside his van but attention was diverted when my hoomun friend Acushla Hoomun arrived bearing Bonios. In fact, in the excitement I had forgotten my input into the reason Plumber Hoomun spent half an hour searching his van for his dinner. So, today, breakfast consumed, it was time to go and have a quiet moment on the side lawn. Quiet moment had, and bowel evacuated, one always has to have a quick sniff and a check to make sure all is in order. You just have to do things like this! So I did. Whoa!!!!!!!!!!!! Who wrapped them all neatly in cling film???!!! It wasn't The Owner, he was inside! It took me a while to figure out the connection. I need a lie down!