So this morning I woke to chaos as my mum was charging around the flat in a panic!
She couldn’t find her keys. This caused many problems and dilemmas for obvious reasons including:
1. It was almost time for her to leave to get to work on time, but the keys were (and still are) definitely in the flat somewhere – hiding!
2. All the keys for the flat and her car are on the same key ring.
3. If she left she wouldn’t be able to get back in, but if she didn’t leave she’d be in trouble at work.
4. She had to call a taxi at 5.45 am.
5. She had no money on her and had to go to the cash machine.
6. She was unsure, in the time it took for the taxi to arrive, whether to continue searching for the keys or to pack important things to take with her… She did a comical version of both.
7. She filled up my food bowl (to the top!) and put down an extra water bowl. She gave me some treats too… Which made me quite like early morning panic!
8. In a theatrical exit she managed to grab all she could carry and whizz out of the flat in a whirlwind!
Usually my stupid human wouldn’t be in so much trouble, because our friend has the spare key to the flat for these type of emergencies. BUT in a nasty twist of fate, she and the important spare key are both in Paris until tomorrow!
Mum was whinging at work about how silly she is, and someone suggested that if she hadn’t actually locked the door (it just latches when you you close it) it may be possible to slide something in and push the latch back. So when she finished work, I heard her and a friend come and start messing around with the door. Of course it was a great idea in theory, but the laminated card they had to play with, was as useful as a sieve in a sinking dinghy! I couldn’t help but giggle when they decided to try and pick the lock… Guess how that turned out… Yep I’m sure you can imagine! After using a hairpin (like in all the good movies) unsuccessfully, they managed to break a plastic knife in the keyhole. While they were tweezing that out they decided that it was useless. So mum blew me some kisses through the keyhole and told me to be good. Errrrm it’s her that needs to work on being good
She’s lucky and had several friends offer her a bed for the night, but she politely declined and has gone to a hotel by the airport because she starts work at 6am tomorrow. So I’m home alone tonight feeling quite embarrassed at how stupid my mum is. Wish dad was here! When she gets back I’m going to have a big talking to her, and suggest a hook by the door where we put the keys without fail every time we come in. Then hopefully this won’t happen again.
At least I know I’m safe and secure inside! No one will be breaking in any time soon!