Life According to Tess

I do not appreciate my routine being disturbed. This morning after a wet walk I just wanted to relax wrapped in my blanket, but they were all upset, running in and out, because the big chestnut tree fell on the fence in last night's storm. I need my rest, and then I want my lunch. Then another nap, until mom says "three o'clock" and I wag my tail happily because I know that means she will bring a tray with coffee into the conservatory and there always is a biscuit for me. Then I want my afternoon walk and when I get back I want my dinner. Life should be orderly. Never mind the tree.