Yay for Friday Flashback
Yay for Friday Flashback. Rather than find a specific day I decided I’d just look back through a few more photos and bring you some of my memories.
Flashback to Me and Alfie
I found a lovely photo of Alfie smiling for the camera when I was young. We were best buddies. I looked up to him and he took care of me. He was there right from when I left Switzerland and came to the UK. He stood up for me when the others weren’t so pleased to have a new arrival. Alfie always had my back. He was that kind of a guy. I love being around Aristotle and playing, but it’s a very different relationship. Ari has never felt the need to be my protector as Alfie did.
My lovely Switzerland
Of course, when I start looking back I always pull out pictures of my lovely Switzerland. We heard from some of my friends and family yesterday and miss them so much. I just can’t wait to be able to go and see them all and run on my mountain. I think when we go to my mountain we might just stay there whatever the weather is doing. It will be so good to be back.
Flashback to Discover Dogs
This weekend has been the time for Discover Dogs in London some years. There isn’t one this year. I’ve only been to the one in London once and that was what made me decide to tell you about happy memories instead. There was nothing wrong with Discover Dogs itself, it was the train and then the Underground and another train and a walk later through busy London streets. There was just way too much going on for my liking. It all got to me a bit. However, I’ve loved the times when I’ve been on our stand at Discover Dogs at Crufts. I found these photos from one year when I had my own press pass and could go and mix with the other journalist dogs in the Press Office.
There were parts of the NEC that other dogs weren’t allowed to go with their humans. I could just show my pass and say ‘it’s ok, she’s with me,’ and they let Mum through with me. How cool is that?
Instead I’m just going to sit here and watch the leaves fall and search for fallen fruit from the trees. It’s not a bad life.