The Shepherd came in to the bedroom this morning - all he did was take his jacket off, but I was sleeping and it scare't me -
Mummy said I jumped off the big bed and ran out of the room like my butt was on fire!
She thinks I though he was that ebil orang kitty that chases me sometimes when I'm outside.
I let The Shepherd pick me up and put me back on the bed, but I tried to get him with my slashers. It was not a good day.
