This is me having my first session of hypnosis. She who must be obeyed claims it will stop me getting over excited in the car. She nearly had heart failure the other morning when we stopped in the car park and she got out and went to get me out and found I'd disappeared. Well I thought maybe I can get out on the front passenger side instead of out the back, so I wriggled under the front seat and the next thing she saw was my head sticking out under the seat (she thought she would have to dismantle the car to get me out). She needn't have worried the body quickly followed the head.
Anyway to cut a long story short I have now been renamed 'Charlie the terrorist hoodini poodle'. I think this sounds rather distinguished and may have some fancy headed paper made up.
N.B. the spaces under the seats have now been blocked up with rolled up blankets to prevent further tricks.