The not so funny...
Was woken up this morning to a chorus of growling mogs. No partying, just low pitched growling,
I tells them to shushh....but they carry on regardless. This went on for a bit.
So, I gets up to find them all sat/stood rigid, eyes focused on the back garden room door, still growling.
Then, I notice something moving in the back garden. Wasn't greenery but our back gate, opening and closing!!
Someone had broken into the garden, tried to get into the house and must have been put off by the dozen sets of 'Don't mess with me, mate!" eyes, ready for action claws and menacing growls.