So I was all safely tucked up in my kitchen crate on Friday night when I heard Gail coming down the stairs and slipping quietly (so she thought) out of the front door.
Most unusual behaviour. My owner is definitely not a night owl and, to be frank, neither am I. There was a moment of high alert, then I rested my head back on my comfy cushion and, after briefly wondering what on earth she could be up to, I went back to sleep.
In the morning Gail showed me these photos on her phone, and told me how she, along with seemingly half the population of Aberdeen, had been enjoying the natural light show at the mouth of the harbour around midnight.
Have you ever seen the Northern Lights? Or maybe heard this old favourite Aberdeen song?
