Feeling down
I’m feeling down. Mum has asked if I’d like to go out with her somewhere and I really don’t know what to say. On the one paw, it might do me good to go out. But on the other paw, I get very frustrated not being able to see clearly and walking into things all the time. I know going out would enable me to have a good sniff, but I feel very vulnerable and uncertain of the world around me.
I think maybe what I’d like is to sit somewhere in the sun with Mum with her just stroking me and making me feel special. Perhaps once the thunder storms we’re expecting have passed we could do that. Maybe I could ask Mum to get the cushions out for the big egg chair. We could sit in that together. I suspect it might do Mum as much good as it would do me.
Missing Dad
To be quite honest I’m missing Dad. I think we all are. Normally he only goes away for a few days for work these days, but this time it’s going to be a week and a half and it feels endless. Of course, I’m doing the obvious things like sleeping in his place on the bed so I’m close to his scent, but it’s not the same as my cuddles and strokes. Pebbles says she’s missing him too, but she spends less time with him than I do so I don’t know whether she really is.
On the bright side
On the bright side, at least now I’m not overweight Mum is happy for me to have a few of the treats that she buys for Pebbles. I’m actually benefitting from Pebbles having a low boredom threshold. She goes off and leaves a brain game half finished, with treats still to find. I’ve got those games down to a fine art and can find the cheese or sprats that are left in an instant. Mum has even reset the games so I can enjoy doing the whole thing. The problem is that they never take me many seconds to complete.
Love and licks
Wilma
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