So this morning I left my house and headed off to work with cries of poor old patch ringing in my ears. I couldn't do anything to help her because I don't have a key, if I went around it would have just made her upset anyway.
One thing I have since found out though is that she is a determined dog, who will find a way if needed. And so it was when I came back this afternoon that I found a couple of glass louvres smashed and fly wire shredded. Patches had forced her way outside. Two days in a row was not going to happen for her.
Patches the destroyer
I think I will suggest to Chekit when I see him (if I see him tonight) is that he should give me all her dog food and I will look after her from now until Martin returns in 10 days.
Ohh Martin, if you are reading this, I will see if I can get some replacement louvres for your front window.