Mischief

It was a horrible long desk day and dayight was running out for getting any fresh air.
I took Caley and Archie to UI and Caley went AWOL, lured by the scent of bits of poacher discarded dead deer. I was hoarse shouting for him then he re-appears out of the darkness wondering what the fuss is.
He better not be giving Archie such mischevious ideas.