I've been very stupid but my mums reaction was just horrid. I went out exploring yesterday, as I often do. I had spent the day sunbathing and stuffing my face and generally making a nuisance of myself so when my mum finally told me to bugger off I took her advice.
I did a bit of garden hopping and attempted to pop into the lovely neighbours who always nearly always leave snacks laying around but they had gone out. I looked through the windows and hung around for a bit but then got bored so decided to explore the other gardens. Somebody had left their shed open and it looked like there may be some interesting things for me to look at and play with so I went in. Oh, it was lovely and there were lots of things that took my interest and I spent ages snooping. There was a lovely dark box with an old cushion and it smelt all spidery and lovely so I snuggled into it and had a little nap. When I woke up it was dark and I couldn't get out. I tried shouting really loudly (my mum says I've got the loudest gob she's ever heard). I had to stay there for ever and ever and I was hungry.
A hooman opened the door at mid-day and I ran all the way home as I was really starving hungry. I ran into the kitchen and shouted for my mum. She just looked at me and laughed pointing at the cobwebs all over my head. Even my furry ginger brother gave me a sniff before going back to sleep and he hates me. Personally I think this is really cruel and hurtful. Should I pack my knapsack and go NC?