Yesterday my ever present office assistant Chopper mentioned he would get loads of work handled for me while I was out doing aquatic research. He has asked many times to come along but since he is afraid of outside in general that would just not work. Anyway when I got home I found him in a corner of the kitchen guarding an opened case of his food. I really think he spent the whole day right there in the hope he could convince someone he was starving with barely enough energy to lay on top of the box. Hmmm he also left a number of Emmrods scattered around the tackle room. Maybe he just got tired trying to sort them out.
