November 12th 2012 10:36 pm
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I had to call my mum this morning. "There's puddles of water on the kitchen floor."
"There are," she agreed. "Can you remember why?"
"Run back through this morning."
I thought about that. "I woke up when the heating came on and woke you up to let you know that it was on."
"Right. You don't need to do that by the way. I'm happy to have that as a pleasant surprise when my alarm goes off. Then what?"
I thought again.
"Breakfast with gravy so I only had a little and then I went out."
"But you didn't have your normal twenty minutes did you?"
"I remember now. There was an enormous fire breathing dragon in the garden and I had to come in very quickly."
"And where was I at that time?" she wanted to know.
"In the shower. I could hear the water running"
And yes, it came back to me. I had scrabbled at my door with frantic paws and my mum had come, dripping wet out of her shower, to rescue me and let me in the dragon-free sanctuary that is home.
So it is shower water on our kitchen floor that mum will mop up. And I get to feel pretty clever about how well trained I have her that she came and didn't leave me to wait! My paws were very urgent paws though. And I think the dragon may have gone now so I might go back out..
And I was a Diary Pick so I would like to thank everyone for my lovely messages. I do feel extremely special to be chosen.
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Congrats on being a diary pick mate. Our humans will drip from time to time they love going and getting under that shower thingy. I've never seen the fasination in it myself.
Congrats on the DDP! I was sick earlier this week and had to go near that tub/shower thing - don't do it!
OMC! A fire breathing dragon in your garden! England really is the old country. Unbelievable what kind of stuff you have over there.
Belated concats to your diary pick honors.