I open my eyes after the best night’s sleep I’ve ever had. My bed is free of cats and I hear the sound of a vacuum cleaner from downstairs. Dora must be here already. I jump up and open the curtains. Sun streams into the room. I make my bed and wash myself quickly, then pad downstairs wrapped in a towel. I manage to retrieve my clothes from the laundry without Dora noticing. Luckily Jasper is outside, having a loud conversation with another dog who must be walking past. I would never be able ...