The Firebreak Files #13

Kitty , in common with all long-legged dogs I have known, likes a bed to stretch out on (well, a choice of two actually, and her own armchair!). Or curl up on in the cooler nights. 

During the day, once it is tidied and covered, she takes up residence on our bed, from where she can keep an eye on, and remark upon, all the comings and goings in the road.

At night, once she deigns to come to bed, (think sulky teenager) she stretches out across the bed in the spare room.

Alistair has been using that room as a dumping-ground or transit lounge for 'stuff', while the ongoing process of turning the study/office into a gym/study/office is...ongoing.

A few days ago, rooting around under the bed, he came across a cardboard crocodile that one of us had made with Ben many, many years ago.

"Chris the Croc" featured, along with "Allosaurus" in adventures which Alistair used to tell Ben - Ben shared every small child's fascination for dinosaurs, and making cardboard replicas was a Saturday morning staple for quite a while:

"What are we going to make today, Daddy?".

But cardboard Chris has been placed, eye rolling and jaws agape just waiting for the moment Kitty would be curled up unaware of her peril - and I would be passing with my camera...