With Lelie gone my life had become a lot emptier, and I missed the little black nose and alert little eyes peeping from under the curtain that I had in front of my bedroom door, there of course being no doors, as they had all been stolen off while the house stood empty.She would growl softly, willing me yo lift my lazy bones and come and play.
As I was awake for ages during the night with her playing with the frogs who came out in the middle of the night to sit at my front door waiting for moths underneath the light, I sometimes did not feel like getting up. I had long since gave up on keeping my amphibian housemates out of my home, and after pulling some devious tricks on a few people by catching the lot and letting them loose close to somebody else's house, and the wee pests finding their way back every time, I had decided to let them stay. How they still came in and out I did not know, as I had now started to put a sandsnake in front of the front door that had quite a big opening between the floor and the door.
But I still had the birds as friends, and Mobi was a regular visitor, but he usually just sneaked in and stole whatever food was out on the table, and after flooring me most of the time, he would be off to look for more co-operative playmates!
 One day I had just came back from the shop, having bought a bread and as I needed the toilet desperately, I just plonked my stuff down on the table and ran down to the bathroom. On coming back, and wanting to make myself a sandwich, I found my bread missing, and ran over to Jan and Nina, sure that Mobi was the thief, and indeed, lying under the pepper tree was Mobi, a look of utter bliss on his face, chewing up my bread! And that while his bowl was filled with the most expensive pellets on the market!
Jan had still not found a way to keep that Bloodhound in, and he was still terrorising the village people, who complained regularly, and the poor Jan was mending fences almost full time. That dog was just a master at finding weak spots in the fence, and although Jan had put stuff all round the bottom so that he could not make holes, he still found a way. Of course being a Bloodhound, once he got out he put his nose to the ground and just ran, not heeding anything or anybody., except when it suited him, and he would then run up to the chosen person, jump onto this hapless 'friend', grounding him or her, and then slobber all over this person's face, showing him or her how much he loved them.
The chickens also had a bad time with the dog, who, on sometimes not finding a weak spot in the fencing quick enough to go on his chasing of a spoor, settled on the chickens, and would start chasing the poor things around, and not the most careful being, feathers would fly in all directions as the poor things scatter and cackle, and feverishly try to get up onto the fence! Mobi thought this famous sport, and looked absolutely crestfallen when Jan or Nina went to the rescue of the chickens, and chased him off!
The only thing he left in peace after a small misunderstanding about food, was the now quite huge pig called of course, Kevin Bacon. Kevin was one gluttonous beast, and nobody was allowed inside his sty when there was food in his bowl, and Mobi, who feared nothing or nobody, had the fright of his life when he tried stealing some of the pig's food!
We just heard this terrible screams from the pig, and some very plaintiff squeals from Mobi, and we all ran for the pigsty, where Jan was just in time to let out the terrified dog, who could not find his opening to make his escape! I still can't believe that the sweet, pink little piglet shown here had grown into such a ferrocious monster!