The grass in the front garden is not looking quite as good as it did and it’s all my fault. Until now the grass by the front door was definitely green. However, as I don’t do stairs anymore, I now go out through the front door to go to the garden. I’m at that difficult age where I need to pee more often and once I see the grass by the front door the urge can become overwhelming. Anyway, our little patch of green grass is now green with yellow patches and our Mistress doesn’t think it looks nearly so nice. I did point out that there are more weeds than grass and I was just trying to kill a few off, but she didn’t think that was a helpful comment.
Another problem with the whole ‘go out of the front door and round the side of the house’ thing is that I’m getting very wet regularly. It keeps raining and I don’t walk as fast as I used to. That and the fact I get confused easily so sometimes go the wrong way and there we are out in the pouring rain. Our Mistress is even less appreciative first thing in a morning when she is still in her pyjamas but I have suggested she might be better to get dressed before she comes downstairs.
It’s getting worse too as there is no light round the side of the house and we’re having go round in the dark more. If our Mistress trips over me one more time I really am going to have something to say about it.
To be honest, I’d rather focus on the grass problems than the fact my panic attacks are happening more often. I never thought my thunder shirt would become such a good friend, but oh boy am I glad of it when I get in that state. To be fair, our Mistress cuddles me too, and there really is nothing like being wrapped tightly and feeling secure until everything returns to normal.