The cat, the rat and the snake

 With me feeling unwell for a day or so one of our cats decided to bring me a couple of presents to make me feel better.

The first day I hadn’t felt well I woke up at about quarter to five.  Mr D and I have an agreement that if either of us don’t feel well in the night we will wake the other.

So, with us both awake and the dog grumbling about the disturbance in the night we felt it  was just one of ‘those moments’ and nothing more to worry about.

We drifted through the day but was glad to get back to bed at a fairly early night.

We always have a light on over-night and at about two a.m. I was woken by the cat calling me from the hallway outside the bedroom.

Sitting up and very bleary eyed I could make out Daisy the dog, Honey the cat and something else.  Getting out of bed I realised it was a rat, which I can only assume Honey had brought in as a present.

Well, the next hour or so was like something out of a French farce ... close our bedroom door to stop Roland (the rat) getting in there.  Put Daisy Dog in bedroom.  Open kitchen back door.  Try and chase Roland out into the garden. Try and keep Honey off Roland.

All to no avail.  Roland took cover at the side of the dish washer.

There was absolutely nothing I could do!  I didn’t want to wake Mr D up again at some unearthly hour.

The only thing to do was to leave the back door open with the hope it would get fed up and bugger off on its own and for me to go back to bed.

Daisy the dog was pretty fed up with this game by now so I hoped we could get some sleep.  It all went well for about half an hour then Daisy wanted to check on the situation in the kitchen so proceeded to paw at the door.

Me - get out of bed, let Daisy out, get back into bed.  About half an hour later Daisy decided to give up and come back to bed.  Daisy - paw the bedroom door, me - get out of bed and let her in, Daisy - jumped on the bed and took up most of the space, me - got back into bed and dozed off until about six.

Went into the kitchen and Roland seemed to have moved on just leaving some poo on the sitting room floor for me to clean.

Out with the bleach and mop,then on with the coffee. Ahhh, bliss.

I should mention that throughout the whole of the saga Jaz the Cat sat very comfortably on the sofa watching with great interest.

We are still lucky enough to be getting some warm, sunny days and in the afternoon decided to sit in the garden to get some fresh air.

Honey was in her usual spot on the fence with Daisy pottering around enjoying her toys.

Suddenly Honey jumped down to the other side of the fence and was very interested in something.  Mr D went to investigate and she had got a snake and decided she should share it with Daisy.

Get a dog, they said (they should have said cat as well) it will be fun, they said.

First priority, get Daisy in the house.

Second priority, distract Honey from snake.

Third priority, ‘encourage’ snake to exit the garden and not come back.

I feel that if I had not  been poorly none of this would have happened!

Well, I made up for it today by doing a short supply run and found bean sprouts AND jalapeños, how good is that - 19 days and counting.