Mary spent Sunday night frightened and alone in the coal bunker
She had been obsessed with my log store all day and had watched it constantly through the cat flap ( probably looking for a mouse which had scuttled away to safety from Albert clutches ) and so some time during the night she had managed to squeeze herself though, finding herself trapped outside in the cold and in the coal
She went hysterical when she saw me at 9 am yesterday, the only way dogs can do when they reunite with their Alpha owners and she hasn't left my side since .
(The vigil includes two sit down toilet stops and a bath)
I snapped these photos just now as I complete paperwork at the kitchen table.
She's not even an arm's length away and fell asleep sat up after watching me so carefully.