You can take my rules but you can't take my garden!!....

Yes I know, it's is rather sad watching Miss Furry stand by the empty post where her" Rules of the Garden" used to flap wildly in the breeze. You may remember that the rules have gone missing much to the upset of Miss Furry. It has been a great mystery to us here at "Furry HQ" (well when I say us, I mainly mean 'You know whom').

Miss Furry has searched high and low for the rules. Once she finally managed to get herself out of the blanket basket.  "I am a really delicate, sensitive cat you know, my nerves are in tatters"... mmm those are not usually words I would use to describe you, Miss Furry.   But nevertheless, the hunt has started.  (Insert here Miss Furry with her trumpet, calling all to help).

I thought this is going to go well, Miss furry can barely keep her eyes open for more than a few minutes before having to nap, never mind having to keep vigil.  Whilst searching for the missing piece of paper with the 'FURRY CODE OF PRACTICED APPENDIX SOMETHING' rules of the garden on.

  Every day however she goes to her post and stands defiant to all invaders "You can take my rules but you can't take my garden".. wow Miss Furry that's a bit, braveheart!. And can you please stop with the trumpet thing it is rather hard on one's ears.

Well, Mister Gnome has had an idea and has been helping Miss Furry with her quest by asking any friend or foe when they pass by if they know anything of the missing rules. This to me seems a much easier option rather than wearing a tin helmet, whilst using a trumpet to call all to charge, as well as balancing precariously on the garden post. But Miss Furry does love a drama. (Did I say that out loud).

Mister Gnome is a much quieter individual than Miss Furry, if you remember he took quite a while to get upset when the goats were eating the roof of his house. It took him a long time to take action as he would much rather wait to see how things settle down. His latest conference on 'How to Stop a Goat Eating your Home', was rather an eye-opener so I heard, and he had learnt allot from it.  So Mr Gnome thought he could possibly help Miss Furry with her predicament in a more mediator role.

Mister Gnome went to talk to Mister Marvellous Mouse who intern had been talking to Mister Marmalade, who himself was up at Swirly Squirrels Wood when Mister Swirly Squirrel had told him what had happened.

It turns out that Mister Clumsy Wood Pigeon whilst trying to land on the lawn clipped the rules of the post and was in such a flap (he is a terrible lander), he had torn the paper that the rules were on they caught the wind and took off.  Rather better than Mister Clumsy Wood Pigeon apparently! And that was that.

Well, when Miss Furry found out... "What a furry well cheek,  who does he think he is, it's not a landing strip you know, I spent ages on them rules I did... Where is my tin helmet and breastplate!. ( Oh dear I thought here we go again)... And just out of interest Miss Furry, where on earth did you get that Trumpet?...