Pounce

He sulked with me for ages because I wasn't heading out for a walk. Even though he comes and goes as he pleases, treats the place like a hotel, but still he wants to take me for a walk. No one would budge but I eventually relented. But then of course he took his blimmin' time; he took ages investigating the sheep, then the muddy cow patch, then the bit where the foxy Loxy sprays, then the rabbit burrows. Then every single blade of grass that moved in the wind. And on the way back he decided to bound over the weeds at the edge of the forest.