We had a wee accident cleaning pen this morning.
Squaw legged it out of the pen door and started darting all around the bathroom.
Poor Apache didn't know what to do and just sat good as gold in the middle of the pen watching the commotion.
First she wrapped herself around the toilet outlet, then ran up the curtains. Eventaully, she went into the shower cubicle and ran up the shower curtain. I got a towel and prepared to grab her, but she was just the right height to leap straight into my eyes.
It was then I realised it does take a bit of courage, this lark, doesn't it? And yes, I know she was more scared than me but at least I haven't got little razor claws.
After a short while I did manage to grab her, turned round to shove her back into the pen.... then saw that Apache had legged it too!
They're all back and settled now, but I've lost some ground, sadly.