On balance, Aristotle is delighted to find that all he has is an infection. Of course, he’s embarassed about it and fed up of all our jokes about how he might have got it, but at least he will be ok eventually. The vet is sending off a sample to find out a little more about it in case it needs a different type of antibiotics. In the meantime our suggestions that that particular part of him is about to fall off seem to be wearing a little thin and he has asked us to leave him alone.
I suppose teasing him is just taking my mind off my paw hurting. Our Mistress keeps telling me to leave it alone, especially after she’s put cream on it. You know what it’s like though. The more someone tells you not to do something, the more you want to do it.
Our Master being away in Switzerland is feeling ever more real. Our Mistress is seeing a removal company next week who will be taking some of our belongings over to where he will be living. I asked if my bed would be going, but thankfully that isn’t on the list. Some of our pictures will be going though so that our Master doesn’t forget what we all look like. Our Mistress says there is no point buying extra stuff if they don’t need to, but some things will have to be got over there. She has been trying to understand the Swiss Ikea site. Given how hard she has been finding it, it’s a good job their instructions on how to build their furniture are all just pictures and not words! It does rather help that they sell exactly the same designs in each country.
Have a great Tuesday
Alfie’s Diary – the Book as well as our other books are available HERE
© 2018 Rosemary J. Kind
All site content is subject to copyright and may not be reproduced without written permission.