Holiday - the aftermath

A few days after we got back from Melfort, Molly woke me with frantic scratching and howling. I came down to see what was wrong, and found the kitchen door severely mauled. Neither she nor Jess had ever been prone to this before.

Molly was desperate to get out, but she did not apparently need a pee. She sat down on the driveway, amid pouring rain, for about an hour before she came back in.

In the morning, Mrs jml found it hard to believe how much damage Molly had done to the door. We came to the conclusion that she remembered opening the Melfort door by pushing against the bungy cord, and that she thought she was back in Melfort. On that occasion, of course, she sat by the lochside for several hours till we found her.

"This time", said Mrs jml, "she was waiting for the sea to fill up!"