I must be looking for something.

At Lunch time Tooli Text me...

"Did I dream last night, or was the cat stuck?"

"You didn't dream it, it all happened".

Himself and I headed to bed around 1.30, an hour after Tooli.

As we started to drift off, I heard Tooli shout, "are the cats in, I can hear the cats crying, or a baby screaming..."

I staggered out of bed, and headed downstairs - at least to stop Bean from announcing to the world that she had again killed something.

As I stood in the kitchen, I could see the face that was Beau, peering in the door, desperate to gain access. Access for her and her mate. Mousie, who was hanging out of her mouth.

I managed to get her to drop it and tried to negotiate an entry with out the mouse. She was distracted by a meowing from the bottom of the garden, as was I.

I had to get the security light on so as to see and so had to remove my towel (for that was all I was wearing, and flick it out the door beneath the sensor, whilst at the same time dancing on one leg to prevent Beau from entry with her mate.

Light on, looks down. Beau has bitten her friendly in half. And is enjoying getting to know the half she has in her mouth better.

I still hear the yowling. I shout "Bean", and the yowel becomes more plaintif.

I recognise that noise - Beau is stuck somewhere. Worse still. She sounded outside, my concern was that she was in the park, hurt and unable to get past the fences.

I ran upstairs, explained to himself I was going to find Bean, dressed and ran out. Himself stood in garden and listened, and as he was half asleep. Wasn't sure what he was listening to.

Around the corner, I found Beau perched on a neighbour's fence. She was howling too. I listened at the garage, and heard nothing, but I could still hear whimpering.

I went round to the front of the neighbours' to see if I could gain entrance from the front, to no avail, when I heard another voice.

"The cat, the poor cat is stuck".

Two happy girls wandering home from a night out were standing outside the garage, pointing sadly at the door.

I headed back round, and threw the boulders away from the door, and shook it with all my might, and there suddenly wee Bean ran out, meowing her face off.

Sadly, Ollie the doggie heard me shout "Beanie", and from inside the house next door Ollie set up a woufing session.

Tooli - now out in a cardigan, picked up Beanie and we headed home.

Beanie ate a bowl of food and then fell asleep on the bed.

If that wasn't enough, when Beau came in this morning, and did the jump up on the window which was laying wide open and dangled, half in and half out the window - there was nothing for it...

I had to grab hold of her, from one end whilst shouting for help from himself at the other.

And yes, Neighbours at the other side of the house confronted by my naked bosums AGAIN.