Magic in a Boot Room

Well, last night was a very strange affair and involved several new experiences for me which unsettled me rather a lot. The Owner jumped up in the middle of the afternoon, a practice normally only hastened by someone offering to buy him beer, grabbed his keys and said "Come on Jack we are going to see Granddad!" By 'Granddad' he means Owners Dad, but I am now used to that little ruse. So we jumped in the car and went a very long way, but nowhere near Swindon I was pleased to note. Although what was to follow was the kind of thing I have come to expect in Swindon. We arrived at a big place near where Owners Dad lives, I did recognise it, and The Owner put me on my posh lead and waved a cautionary finger at me and gave the usual list of things I am not allowed to do. No burping, farting, peeing up door posts, pooing on the carpets, robbing old ladies of their biscuits.... frankly the list seemed endless and I had got other things on my mind once he had mentioned robbing old ladies of their biscuits. Just inside the door sat an old lady who looked at me and said "So sorry dear, I have just eaten my last biscuit." Well I could see straight away that she was not going to be my friend. Then The Owner took one of MY Bonios out of his pocket and gave it to her! Well why would she have been wanting one of MY Bonios??? So, with a swift flick of the tail and a slob of the tongue we managed to return that to its rightful owner. With a stern look in my direction The Owner took me off towards these very shiny doors. I sat there for a while admiring myself in the reflection when suddenly the doors opened with no help from anyone and it was barely bigger than a boot room inside!! I walked in with The Owner in a very cautious manner because I was sure I had seen that floor move. I saw floors that move on a bus one day and that didn't fill me with a great deal of confidence either. The doors shut behind us and we were trapped inside when suddenly my tummy went upside down and I felt particularly strange. I think that was when the magic happened. When we went in that boot room there was a red carpet outside and an old lady sat at a seat with dribble on her hand. Moments later the doors opened again and the carpet was blue and the old lady had mysteriously disappeared!!! I never did see her again and I did check behind the cupboard she was sat beside. I will tell you more later, I think I heard Tesco Hoomun Yoof pull up in his van. I know there is going to be Bonies in one of those boxes and I am anxious that The Owner doesn't get any bright ideas that he is going to give them to some old lady in a gesture of largesse again today.