Let's Party

I thought I'd been shot last night. That's not a nice feeling you know.

The two legs had some of their other two legs friends in and they were having all sorts of goodies to eat and they were laughing and being silly. I said to Max it might be an opportunity to nip round the table and see if we could get any of that salmon or pate that they serve up. Max said he really couldn't be bothered because his "condition" was playing up but if I cared to bring him a little salmon with no condiments on it he would try and sample it. Sebastian on the other hand thought it was a wonderful wheeze and was out of his bed faster than I have seen him move in weeks.

I led the way downstairs. It is expected of me now to take the lead in any adventures as the other two prefer to be led. I am happy with the arrangement in general except when they blame me for things going wrong and always say "Now if I had been running operations". I always want to say well run them then but I am too polite.

I made for the table via the back of the chairs and settee. It is a bit of a tight squeeze but I got through; that was when I thought of my companion. Sebastian was straining behind the second chair which had got itself pushed back against the wall. I doubled back to check how he was.

"It's OK son - you go on and complete the mission. Don't worry about me I'll make my way back." Pregnant pause. "If I can make it"

Sebastian can be a bit of a drama queen at times. He would have made a great actor had he not preferred a life of sleep and food. I carried on.

I got to the table and saw the lovely pink salmon on the plate and close by was a dish of that lovely soft pate and the smell was wafting down to me as I hid beneath the table cloth. I looked for a way out and saw the French doors were open. That would lead me to the back door which I knew was open and a quick scuttle through the kitchen and I could be back in the bedroom before anyone knew what had happened. I went for the salmon.

I got a lovely couple of slices in my mouth and was just at the French doors when the clock started to chime.

"Midnight! Time for the champagne!" I heard one of the two legs shout and before the clock had finished striking the bullet shot past me with a deafening bang. I leapt in the air. The salmon flew over my shoulder onto the grass and I found the bullet. Evidence if ever it was needed about how I am treated. In a flash Percy flew out of the tree down onto the salmon and scooped it up and was gone back into the tree.

"Thanks Casper!" I heard him call. I hadn't the heart to tell him it wasn't for him.

I went back upstairs. Max asked if I had got any food. I said no. He reassured me that his digestion probably couldn't have handled rich food tonight anyway.

Sebastian wandered in and asked the same question. I said no.

"Now if I had been running operation........" I closed my ears and went to sleep.