More vigilance required

I crashed out on my blankie in front of the telly after my tea last night. When I woke up, hours later, my tail was wet with my drool.

I turned around and there she was staring at me. Creepy.

"Ha, so you are awake at last are you, lazy bones", she said. "Since you fell asleep I have had a bath, tidied up, put the dishes away, made phone calls and had my supper.

"Do you know what I had for supper, Marley? It was cheese. Lovely, lovely cheese. I ate it right next to you and your nose was twitching but you didn't wake up. If only you had, we could have shared. But I finished it all off on my own. Ah well, never mind".

I pretended not to care, but after she went to bed, I snuffled round on the carpet looking for cheesy deposits. Cheese - my pearly delight. She was right. There had been cheese in the room. I could smell it but not a trace to taste. She must have hoovered it all up herself.

What a selfish cow. I am going to stick my paw down my throat and puke under her bed later on.