What's wrong now Rayne!
Took Rayne out for a pee a little earlier, came back in and she was persistantly whinning and pacing at the door. I knew she had dont all she needed to when she was out and couldnt figure what was wrong. In the end, I opened the door to take her out again, she bolted off down stairs and promptly rounded up one big fat black fluffy cat and chased her back up stairs.
I hadnt noticed Milly sneak out but Rayne was very fretful that all her family were not together.
She does love her cats, but should a strange cat enter the garden or run across an open field, she'd go mental. Bernie and Milly and her snuggle puss's though and she does protect and care for them.
Bless that wee terrier xxx
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