I'm there, the tiny black figure at the very end of the pier.
This Saturday, I got to roam free again at the lake cottage, the whole day. In the morning when I woke up at the cottage, I meowed at 6 am that I would like to go out. And I was let out. Can you imagine the trust I have gained? My staff kept doing their thing and I kept doing mine (catching mice and sampling some fresh live living real fish). Once in a while I checked upon them that they wouldn't be too worried.
It was a very good day. In the evening they took me inside the cottage, and to tell you the truth, it was pretty nice to hang out inside by the fireplace.
Anyhow, this morning I meowed again at 6 am to go out, but now it didn't work like yesterday. Instead, I was kept inside and then put into my PTU for the way home. I guess the trust between me and my staff is based on a long experience, and that experience has shown that my co-operation on a departure day is somewhat limited.
So now I'm home again, and all is well.
