There's Someone at the Window!

After walking the tightrope all day yesterday with The Owner, who had had such a bad start to his morning, I was very relieved to get home unscathed to be honest. So with a certain amount of excitement and relief I arrived at the back door, eager to get in and then get....... DINNER! The Owner opened the back door and I shot through it with a certain amount of athleticism I thought and began my bouncing around routine by my food dish. This was all going very well and with no major upsets during the day, apart from putting my paw in the water dish in the office and sending the contents across the carpet like a mini tsunami. So I was looking forward to a nice evening curled up beside The Owner near the fire. Just the evening patrol of the perimeter and a poo to do and the danger zone has passed I felt. So more dancing around by the back door and off I went out into the inky blackness of a dark and wet night. 

When I returned, The Owner was stood by the back door still wearing his Barbour jacket, which I thought nothing of as I shot past and into the cottage. I heard the door close behind me as I scuttled off into the lounge looking for the fire. I arrived to find the fire was not lit, then I turned round and there was no The Owner either. So I retraced my steps and found that the back door was shut and The Owner was nowhere to be seen. He had gone out, using subterfuge and trickery, and left me behind!!!! I was not impressed, so I curled up on my comfy cushion and dreamed of a hot fire which was not quite the same as a real one. After a while, it was getting quite cold and the warmth of my dreamed fire was not quite cutting it, so I looked around for warmth. The first thing that came into sight was the sofa. Now in the cottage it is the new one that I am not allowed on, but The Owner wasn't there so I reasoned that he wouldn't know. One paw up and pause (just in case). Two paws (so far so good). Three paws (nearly made it). Fourth paw just off the ground when there was a very disturbing banging from the window. It scared me so much that a little bit of wee came out!!! It was The Owner! How does he do that?!? A quiet evening on my own and the second I do something I shouldn't he is there to witness it!! My previous good order counted for nothing as I was told the error of my ways and a whole load of other indiscretions that were nothing to do with me! Well it had lasted well under the circumstances I guess.