blowing a gale!

I am tucked up in bed with my laptop listening to the wild weather. I love doing this. I particularly love being in my caravan listening to rain pelting down onto the roof.
Ollie isn't too fond of thunder storms, however.
It is almost the weekend. I drove home from work and to my delight the roads were clear and I got back in record time. I took Ollie for a walk then the agent came round to take house measurements for the brochure.
I didn't go into my bedroom as I had made the bed and checked everything looked Ok this morning before leaving for work.
What I didn't know was that Ollie worked his magic while I was out and managed to bounce up into the air and drag a carrier bag onto the floor shredding its contents onto the floor which included an old toothbrush.
When the agent entered the room he made no comment but must have privately thought 'blimey, I hope she tidies up when we arrange the viewings!'
It wasn't until after the agent had gone that I discovered Ollie's crime! What a rascal he is. (Lucky I love him eh?)