Mum said I was naughty for leaving the car when she'd left me in there. She sounded frantic when calling me - then mad when I ran back to her. Why was she mad?
When I asked her, she answered that at first she thought I'd been dog-napped. She believed I must have been, because it was impossible for me to leave a car with both doors closed and only a tiny window half-open. That shows what she knows (or doesn't know)!
Then she fretted that I could have broken all my legs, dropping so far from the window to our front drive. Once I'd shown her that nothing was broken she was really cross for a while. I didn't understand why. Did Mum want me to have broken bones?
When she was calm again, she said she had been scared that I was either lost or injured - then astonished that I had achieved such a feat. Finally, she got cross to stop me doing any more of what she called 'disappearing tricks'. She ended up telling me she loved me.
Well, I love her too ... but I obviously have a lot to learn about humans!
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