We went up to my mums, to see the family and check the house out, thats another story.
When we get to my mums we check out where Harry my mums cat is. Think Garfield, but black, he weighs in at about at least 8 kilos and is bigger than Amy. Well there was no sign of him in his shed or in the surrounding area, so we let my pair out. They always go into his shed, a large shed with a doggy door that leads out to an enclosed area, he sleeps out there at night as he is a bit of a pain, to check if he has left any food. Well Oliver went in, and looked as if he was going to go out the doggy door, and mum and I had a discussed if he would fit though it, and said yes, if fat boy Harry could he would, so we called him out. When we were emptying the car, Oliver had gone back, we only found out when all hell broke out hissing and spitting that Harry had been in the corner asleep and Oliver had woken him up, but DUH just stood there looking at this cornered yellowed eyed fiend. But Oliver did what he was told, for once and exited stage left, meanwhile Amy decided with all the commotion she must be missing out and bustled straight in and stuck her face into Harry's, fortunately I grabbed her to her disgust and put my pair inside. Harry came out shaked and gave us the most disgusting look and walked away.
I don't think my pair knew what to make of it, Amy thought I think that she was missing out on food, Oliver the Duh looked like "what was that all about".