Ways to ensure I'm not left behind ..

Plan 1:
Dad was loading boxes into the car boot. I jumped in pretty sharpish and hid, I can tell.

Why Plan 1 failed:
Must remember to hide my big fluffy tail from view.

Plan 2:
Nipped into the garage and sat on top of a stack of boxes. Absolutely refused to budge.

Why Plan 2 failed:
Am light enough to be picked up and removed. Bah.

Plan 3:
Sat beneath the car beside the wheel in protest.

Why Plan 3 failed:
Damn well left my big fluffy tail on view again. Got dragged out by the scruff of my neck. Is their no dignity left?

Ok, You Found Me

Just er, umm, checking none of my Webbox sticks got left in the shopping bag ...