How could you?!

A very hasty shot today as I'm on a roll and want minimum distraction.

This is Fred on our walk this morning. He still seems to be imploring me with that look of "How could you?" since I have a terrible confession to make. Last night we went off to bed at 10pm. The usual routine of of plumping the cushions and activating the dishwasher... oh and letting Fred out for a quick last wee.

I awoke at 2.30am to hear Fred's plaintive but distant bark. I got up, couldn't find him in the house - he was outside! We had gone to bed and left him outside. He'd been out there for four and a half hours and we hadn't realised. Poor dog. We are mortified... but luckily he's absolutely fine, just a bit tired this morning.

What next? Leaving the gas on! Has dementia set in already?

Sorry Fred.