My Good Mood this Morning - and the Bacon

You know how some mornings you wake up feeling excited? You have no idea why, you just feel good about something? To be fair, it is not a feeling I have witnessed too often in The Owner and one that this morning he seems unlikely to share with me either. But this morning I awoke feeling gooooood! 

As the first light was filling the back passage where I sleep and Blackbird was on the shed roof outside giving it large, I heard the familiar creek of the floorboards above me as that behemoth known to many as 'The Owner' began to stir from his nights slumber. I hear him move across the upstairs living room and then start his descent of the stairs 1 - 2 - 3 - 456 Bugger!! This was going to be a bad day again, he has found the uneven step and is now in a heap at the bottom of the stairs. He eventually recovered enough to get himself to the kitchen and is walking with a limp, which I expect him to be milking for all it's worth with everyone he sees today. The routine, as normal, is for The Owner to let me out to do what K9's with breeding do best in the morning; go for a wee. Whilst he goes and puts the kettle on and makes unspeakable trouser trump noises I rush outside with great excitement looking for the first thing high enough to wee on. The first thing that I saw was a heap of bags, delivered for some DIY project for the weekend. I have now been educated! Bags of cement do not fare so well when wee'd upon it seems and The Owner was making the point very loudly. Education for the morning completed, and my breakfast eaten, I rush in to the rest of the cottage to see what The Owner is up to. The Owner's breakfast (very large bacon sandwich with extra rashers) was perched on the arm of his armchair and he was back out in the kitchen pouring his mug of English Breakfast tea. I also heard him take a Bonio out of my big Bonio box which was a cause of even more good feeling this morning. When K9's are feeling good and they hear Bonio buckets being opened they tend to jump around a lot, and I was doing well at it I thought. Unfortunately my tail made contact with his plate... which fell to the floor. Bacon went one way and bread the other. Well I thought I would help and clear it all up quickly..... The Owner doesn't appear to have any more bacon and seems to be having a strop about the whole matter. I think I'll be in the calf sheds this morning, laying in the sun, whilst I sleep off my bacon. I do seem to have a thirst now too, but I may not go back for water from my dish for an hour or two, just to be safe.