On high alert

As today was dry for the first time in quite a while, I busied myself with clearing the utility room of a mountain of undone washing: it really is so much nicer to hang things outside to dry.  Peggy Sue was of course, on paw hand to offer advice.  Here however, she had scrambled leapt effortlessly onto the little table that had been so beloved by Tinkerbell,  in hot pursuit of a fly. At this point,  she's looking for it as it did a circuit of the room.  Needless to say she didn't catch it!