Pickles seems to have found a new bed. I found out by being given the shock of my life.
As the boys are away, it is very quiet here. Last night, I went to make myself a cuppa, and as I turned to the bin, Pickles jumped out of the washing machine. To say she made me jump is an understatement. I didn't quite scream, but it wasn't far off. After being fed, she was back in.