I blame our Mistress. There she was the other day saying the garden could do with a good shower of rain and it’s done nothing but rain ever since. I’m something of a fair weather dog, so I’m just grateful that she doesn’t make me go out for walks. Shadow doesn’t really mind too much but complains that after twenty-two children her undercarriage is a little closer to the ground and she gets fed up with all the mud splatters she has to clean off when she comes home. Wilma still loves the puddles even though she is nearly an adult and Aristotle grumbles about them and tries to stay dry.
We all had to go and have a good sniff of all the places that our visiting dog had been. Fortunately our Mistress learnt from the last time I had to check out where Shadow’s brothers had been in the lounge and made me go outside to the toilet before she let me sniff. Apparently it isn’t good from a human point of view if I feel the need to cover the scent of another dog and have a full bladder at the time. Our next visitor is arriving tomorrow night but without her dog. She has one of Shadow’s children and Shadow is planning to grill her on how he is and whether he is behaving. It isn’t that long since Shadow saw him, but she says she gets more honest answers from the humans than she does from some of her sons. On the whole they are all as mischievous as our Aristotle and to a dog have remained eternal puppies. Then on Saturday she will see three of her children, so she is looking forward to that too but she doesn’t show her excitement as much as our Mistress does.
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