Mmm, the cat's training programme has accelerated alarmingly.
On Thursday night, I planned to leave the kitchen light on whilst I was out, as a decoy, but I forgot, and returning to turn it back on would probably have risked discovery even more. So, when I returned, I was caught, as I expected and was resigned to. After a brief sojourn in the kitchen, we headed for the bedroom. Having established the right to be under the duvet now, there was felt to be no need to wait until I was asleep, apparently. She was straight in and underneath, as soon as I was in bed. This meant that her final ablutions still needed attending to and there was much "licking of bits" for five minutes. By this time it was past midnight, so it was St Valentine's Day, but none of my bits were involved.
Unusually for me, as probably noted in her observations, I was out early on Saturday night and back at around half-past ten. I thought I might manage it unobserved, as it was out-of-sequence, but, as I put the key in the door, I heard a noise behind and she was sprinting across the gravel like a cheetah auditioning for an Attenborough episode. This time, after a few minutes in the kitchen, I noted that, as we entered the bedroom, I was the second person to enter the bed.
I may have to take precautions about further escalations in the level of control that I'm subject to - such as hiding the car keys, etc.