She bought me a beer

The mistress isn't a bad old chick you know. So very kind of her to shout for me. We went to a Thai restaurant tonight. The lovely assistant thought I wasn't a bad looking dude either. She asked lots of questions, then brought her out a meal.

You know what? I really looked the part sitting here with my beer until she took a swig and almost emptied the glass. I thought she was on the water. Oh, it's a tough life being a Gnome.

I must tell you a story, you see while the mistress was sleeping, that cat around here gets up to all sorts of mischief. I heard all sorts of activity down the passage. Hehehe  was so funny to listen to.

When the mistress got up, she went down to see what was on the floor, yukky remains of a lizard and the mat not where it was supposed to be. She let out a roar, and I heard a small word........

She couldn't find the cat to tell her off at these constant surprises, cos the other morning it was feathers!!

Good on the cat for being missing as she would have had a real talking to me thinks. Daisy did turn up for breakfast as it seems she's always hungry. She paraded around here very pleased with herself.