Personal Best
Pebbles achieved a personal best in her stay yesterday. Until yesterday the longest she has managed has been 30 seconds. That was last week and was itself an improvement on the 20 seconds she’d achieved prior to that. I feel as though we need a drum-roll for her success yesterday. She didn’t move from her position on the field at training for full one minute and ten seconds. The others were doing two minutes and that is still some way out of Pebbles’ capability, but Mum was thrilled with what she did achieve.
To be fair, that was the only minute in her entire lesson where she stayed anything like still. At all other times, if she wasn’t doing an exercise then she was either commando crawling, rolling on her back or practicing walking to heel with Mum. She just cannot stay in one spot. Poor old Mum came home totally worn out.
Dreaming of travel
I’m finding one small problem with having my bed in the railway room underneath the table. Although it is a perfect location and feels cosy, safe and not too light, it’s the noise. The noise isn’t loud. It’s just the gentle sound of a train passing nearby as it runs around the track. The sound of the train doesn’t stop me sleeping. If anything the regular clickety-clack as it goes around above me, actually lulls me to sleep. Once I am asleep I start dreaming of all the places I could be going on the train.
It’s a very long time since I travelled on a train. The most recent was probably in my beloved homeland of Switzerland. We were going up the Rigi mountain. Before that I think we may have been on holiday in Devon when we all went on a steam train. My trip to London was before that I think. That was the time when I was rather taken aback when a man on the train tried to give me a Barley Sugar sweet. Mum had to explain very gently that wouldn’t be appropriate for a dog. To be honest, he may have been mistaking me for a small child, but then I probably worry about why he would be offering sweets to small children. Anyway, I didn’t accept it, which was the important thing.
I’m just going to go back to dreaming of travelling by train in Switzerland. That’s such a lovely dream.
Love and licks
Wilma
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