I know that there’s not a blogger in the world who doesn’t, or at any rate hasn’t read Dooce. And I wonder all the more why Tilly wore a hole in the carpet in one corner a couple of years ago, when there really was nothing there. When she stared at a cupboard, we cleared it out until a mouse ran out, which Tilly managed to miss. No, I don’t know where it went. But the innocent corner? … anyway, we don’t ignore our dog when she’s trying to tell us something, but it’s never likely to be a raccoon living in our chimney.