I woke to the sound of someone breaking into my house. Luckily before I could feel alarmed, two little girls clad in their pjs burst into my bedroom laughing and chattering. Through my half asleep fog I could make out random words - tent, dog, pancakes. I think the story was they had slept in the tent, the pup had woken them early so they had walked to my place to make pancakes.
They made me coffee and mixed the pancake batter while I got dressed. We had nice pancakes for breakfast, then as quickly as they had appeared, they were gone again, off through the paddock, walking home.
If they are going to make a habit of breaking into houses, they will have to learn how to be a bit less conspicuous.