It’s been a nice long summer. I did a bit of dog agility – or thought about it anyway – and jumped in the fish pond a lot even though the Missus had bought me my own paddling pool.
We had a few visitors – which gets me very excited – and I went to a bar and tried to get served by pretending to be a human.
Then all of a sudden, things changed. All the visitors have gone home. My beloved Mr. T, who the Missus accuses of spoiling me, isn’t having much time off work and both the Madamoiselles have gone back to University and college. The Missus says she needs to get back into a routine and I have to get used to being left for a couple of hours again.
This morning she went to her yoga class and even though I had Taz and Stan for company, I felt neglected and bored. I can open doors. I like to collect things. I like to give them a little chew.
When the Missus came home she said things in a loud voice that she doesn’t say very often. Also she said that I had cost her about 100 euros as her contract has another year to run so she has to pay for a new phone. I didn’t really want the black thing, I liked the chewy, colourful covering and the black thing just got in the way. She said I was very lucky not to have hurt myself on that pink thing I found in the bathroom.
Which is strange as she then said she felt like killing me which I’m sure would hurt a lot.
Anyway, I felt a bit bad.
Apparently, next time the Missus goes out she is going to ‘confine me to the kitchen’ whatever that means.
Bye for now,
love Flo x