Twit who

There's an owl lives in the tree at the end of our garden. I hear him a lot at night. Just lately, when me and the she boss go on the field at night he follows us flying across and then back again when we come round the other side. I can't say I'm very interested really but the she boss thought you might like to know. Can't see me getting a photo to show you.

Bedtime

I've been led to believe (overheard) that my friend Blobby Bobby sleeps upstairs in the room with her she and he boss!! I'm NEVER allowed upstairs even at night although I do sneek up and sleep at the corner of the stairs where I can keep an eye on the bedrooms and the front door at the same time while they're all asleep. I'm not sure that they know but I have noticed that they make an extra effort with that noisy, sucky thing round that bit of the carpet.
I did try and go in the bedroom at Christmas in the morning when all the bangy things had been happening in the sky but got sent out pretty quick. Having heard about Bobby though, I thought I'd try again the other morning so poked my head round the door. Honestly, you'd have thought I'd brought a dead rat in with me. Even the he boss got out of bed to send me back out and he never gets up until he's ready. Roll on the next B&B holiday when they HAVE to have me in with them
By the way, something's happening again. There's LOADS of bottles in the garage. Something's brewing but I haven't got a clue what. I've never had anything like this before. I hope it involves long walks and food. I'll keep you posted

Night times and bed times

I'm managing to confuse the she boss lately. Since all those noisy, flashy things, I haven't been over the field. It's just too scary and I'd rather stay in the nice safe house. I've been on other walks to another field because it doesn't seem so bad there. I think the she boss thought I wouldn't mind our field again tonight but, not on your nelly. There was no way I was going out there. I'd heard bangs again today and I think that is where they all come from. I spent a good while in the garden though. In fact, the she boss had to come and find me in the dark when she wanted to go out and shut me in the house. I don't think she understands why I don't like it there and I wonder if she's going to put her little foot down sometime and try and make me go there.
The he boss has been away again for a couple of nights. I never normally go upstairs and certainly never in the rooms where they all sleep. I do go up when the she boss goes up to bed though when he's away. I have a quick check of her room just to make sure everything is alright for her; then I go back down in my own bed.

Nightlife

That she boss of mine is barmy. There we all are, go to bed at a reasonable time (or some of us do Sammy, Beth!), I settle down, all nice and cozy then the she boss comes back downstairs again a coupld of hours later to disturb me. I usually pretend to be asleep because that's what I'd prefer to be doing. She does daft stuff like make a cup of tea, go on the computer, do puzzle things or read - or all of them, one after the other.
Now for me, night time's for sleep and daytimes for being active and that's how I stay so slim(mish). Anything you're going to do, do it faster or the long way round. For instance, I never walk after a squirrel or walk to the front window or door to see the postman off. I always go as fast as I can then I don't feel so bad when I eat anything I find lying around. None of this wandering round the house at night. Mind you, I usually get a nice cuddle out of it before she goes back up again.