The devil finds work for idle paws.
Another miserable day with torrential rain so Fudge's walks had to be
timed carefully between showers.
And as forbidden fruit is all the sweeter, he loves to make his way upstairs which is official out of bounds.
Even better when he finds a glove which someone has carelessly left lying around.
He may be given the impression of guilt here, but two minutes later he was running gleefully into our son's room with his treasure.