Charlie the Hero

It could have all ended so badly. Minky's cage door open, Minky outside and on the floor, Minky a bit wet and showing marks where my teeth had been, and me about to take her in my mouth again.
It must have looked like I was about to eat Minky for dinner, but that's ridiculous. Squirrels and cats may look tasty to me, but Minky is my best friend. Really.
No. What happened was that Minky finally managed to work out her escape plan. She prised off the peg holding her door closed, and then put all her weight into shoving the door open. I tried to tell her to stay inside, but she had the taste of freedom and scurried onto the floor. I knew I had to act quick, so I tried to grab her and put her back in her cage. But she escaped my gentle jaws, and I was just about to try a second time when Mark came to the rescue, caught Minky and shut her up again. Phew, a good job that Mark was close, otherwise it could have been very different.
I reminded Mark not to jump to conclusions: remember Llewellyn the Great's dog, Gelert : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gelert

Dollie the Collie

A few weeks ago I made the acquaintance of Dollie, a baby collie, at the rowing club. She's very small and sleeps a lot. Master Mark said that I used to be that small, before I joined the family, but I don't think so. I was very interested in finding out everything about her, and she smells surprisingly nice. She doesn't play much, but she said when she gets bigger she will come running with me.

Minky's Back

It may be freezing outside this morning - coldest day of the autumn so far - but I'm not interested in my morning garden patrol, chasing the birds, warning off the cats, and barking at falling leaves. I've got Minky back.
She arrived in her cage last night and we instantly became inseparable. But then young master put her cage in the kitchen and closed the door - I was devastated. I roamed the living room all evening looking for a way out to the kitchen. Now I'm waiting patiently by her cage for her to wake up.
Last night was young master's birthday party - they gave me the chicken scraps afterwards, but I'm sorry to say that Minky took all my attention and I scarcely gave the chicken a second glance.