Stowaway

02 September 2004 - 10:27 p.m.

The cat caught a mouse, and brought it to show everyone.

It sprang to life and made a run for it. To a pile of shoes, to the watering can, to a pile of shoes, to a step, to the watering can... And then on to the obvious hiding place - the dog.

So mousy disappeared under a very furry leg.

We moved the bemused dog up the garden, but couldn't find the fugitive anywhere. Not in shoes, watering can, behind the barbequeue, nowhere.

So we played with the dog for a while, assuming it must have run off to safety.

After having him run about and roll on the floor for a while, we called doggy back to us.

When he came to a halt, a random blob of furr fell to the floor and scuttled towards the hedge. It was just like watching a tribble, but with a tail.

The poor dog thought he'd made a new friend, not understanding why an appendage was running away.

It's not something you see every day...

Wait, go back a bit! - Onward ho!

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