Not a good start to the week.

First of all, in my defense, I'd like to say one word.

Cat!

Daisy

Yes everyone, there was a cat sneaking around in our front garden this morning.

I had to remind it, just whose garden it is and to leave!

SHE says I become a maniac when I see a cat, I call it protective.

That is my excuse important reason why one of the vertical blinds fell down, and the chain at the bottom became detached from about four of the blinds.

Collateral damage in the protection of our property.

Just because SHE  attached the blind the wrong way around and had to climb the ladder again to do it properly, was not my fault.

Naturally, I was very thirsty after that incident and had a long drink.  None of us  dogs  minded the trail of water across the kitchen floor.

HER choice to follow me around with the mop.

Then....

When everyone was leaving the river this morning, SHE couldn't find me. I knew where I was.

And if someone hadn't left a perfectly good fish to rot on the beach, I would never have ignored all HER yelling and whistling. 

 I was just savouring my delicious find.

I don't know what HER problem is. 

 Seems like a good start to the week to me!