Result! I am back in the house after only one night in the kennel. I must say, I don't fancy being out there much, no sofas and not even a carpet and the bed is a proper dog's bed, this is not not up to the standard which I require. I managed to coax Mummie round to my way of thinking by giving her my " hurt and distressed" look, I then followed it with my "disgusted with you" look, as demonstrated in the picture above. This works every time however, I really was disgusted with Daddy who laughed in my face at the "disgusted with you" look and commented that it cut no ice with him. How rude.

As you can see, I am still wearing the remnants of yesterday afternoons walk. Quite typically, nobody has seen fit to give me a shower. On a happier note, I have at last gained access to the hen hut. It was a profitable foray. Four eggs whilst Eleanor was giving the hens fresh water and a failed attempt to kick me up the backside when she saw what I'd done. Further more I was inches away from catching the biggest hen and had great fun trying. Now that I have sussed out my M.O. I envisage that I will be able to manage this again several times a week. Now off to inspect the kitchen before supper.