Holiday
We’re on holiday. I can’t remember the last time I could say that. It’s a very different holiday than the ones I had when I was young, but it’s a holiday none the less. If you know Mum, the chance of her doing nothing is very slim. Today’s holiday plan at the moment is to do exactly that. I give her at most a couple of hours before the novelty of that wears off. If Alfie were still around, he’d be opening a book on whether she would opt to do some fencing, the cleaning or put up the rest of the curtain poles. I’m not really a gambling dog, but if the weather is good, my guess is the fencing will be top of the jobs pile. Anything to spoil my fun keep me safe.
Exciting times
I know it’s still a long way off but I did get very excited yesterday. It seems our Club is starting to plan for some fun days next year. Oh I’ve missed seeing my friends. I just cant wait to see everyone and have a good romp. I’m still pretty fast even though I’m getting older. I suppose there will be some young things out there ready to outrun me, but I’ll give it my best. I asked Mum if we could start getting some practice in for the games so I’m ready to compete. I suggested we could have lots of rounds of biscuit catch, but oddly Mum said that I was eating quite enough already.
Paddington
When you plan Christmas Day what’s the first thing you think about? Turkey, obviously, but after that? Mum and Dad have their Christmas Day planned and it wasn’t what I expected. They are going to sit on the settee and watch back to back Paddington DVDs. I’m not averse to watching a movie with them, but it wasn’t what I was expecting to happen on Christmas Day.
Love
Wilma
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