Right at home

The Rower looked outside my office window, gasped and said Poppy's out again.  Clearly our neighbours across the road didn't find the hole in the fence from where she is escaping.

Personally I think she just wanted to come for a visit.  She's made herself completely at home, is friends with George and Harry, and helped herself to lunch from their food bowls.

Right now she's asleep in my chair.