Keeping an eye out

Well, I mean.  You've got to watch out for that Ernie, especially when you've got a particularly juicy chewy between your front paws.

Oh, I say.  Ernie is in HER bad books.  He capered all over her new garden bed, and made such a mess.

SHE was not best please, I can tell you.

Me?  I'm a good girl, and really don't mess with garden beds.  It's not worth the horror of being screamed at.