Daisy has gained some impressive power-ups lately; she can now get up onto the sofa and despite her short legs she pushes Monkey into high gear during chases. The two of them have really learned to work as a team, something clearly demonstrated last week when they conducted a successful raid on the kitchen.
I’d let them both out into the garden for a few minutes and shut the kitchen door, forgetting to engage the full locking mechanism. I only left the kitchen unattended for the briefest of moments, but on my return I heard the sound of the door being opened, a couple of thumping noises, and caught sight of something small, fast and mostly black making a sharp exit into the garden. Monkey had opened the door, and Daisy had snook in and grabbed something. I gave chase and saw Daisy scrambling down the patio steps with a bag of onions in her mouth. She was too short to carry the bag clear of the ground and as she struggled, whole onions and onion bits kept spilling out. I figured I had a chance of catching her but then her much larger accomplice shot past me like a bullet train and leapt off the patio, flying straight over Daisy and landing a few feet ahead of her. Daisy dropped the bag of onions and Monkey quickly picked it up before continuing down the garden at high speed; it was like athletes exchanging the baton in a sprint relay race. There was obviously no way I was going to catch Monkey, but I didn’t need to; he stopped as he reached his “laboratory” – that special place in the garden where Professor Monkey conducts experiments on his latest acquisitions, and he immediately fell for my oft-used “biccy scramble!” ploy. As soon as he heard that phrase, he abandoned the bag and ran towards me, sniffing for the biscuit fragments he assumed that I’d just dropped. Daisy came to join him, leaving me free to re-acquire the bag with its one remaining intact onion. Once I’d picked up that onion, I crumbled up a couple of biccies and threw them to where Little & Large were frantically searching, thus ensuring that the next use of “biccie scramble!” would have a decent chance of success.
I’ll finish this post with another dump of recent shots, including some of Monkey perfoming rigorous tests on his newly repaired lunge-whip. This is his favorite toy, but it had been out of action for some time after over-zealous nibbling broke the cord at the end. It took just £2 to get a couple of meters of replacement cord, certainly the best purchase I’ve made in a while!
