Search
  • Whisper

A change of scene

My humans took themselves off for a much-needed holiday last week, leaving me here in Cornwall.

Not that I am complaining. Far from it. I could not have been happier. As well as avoiding long spells in the car, which I detest, I had a wonderful time staying with dear friends who treated me like a guest of honour.

I guessed something was happening when my blanket, towel and toys ended up in the washing machine. I like my doggy smell and would quite happily avoid ever having my things washed but that’s not the done thing when you go to stay in someone else’s house I understand, especially when they don’t have a dog themselves. When my bed was taken out into the garden, shaken, bashed and vacuumed, I knew something serious was afoot.

If I’m honest, I was dreading a long trip in the car and then I began to wonder if we were moving house again. I felt quite unsettled for a couple of days, but I need not have worried. On the Big Day, I was only in the car for five minutes when we pulled alongside a garden and stopped.

Here I found my dear friend Sam and his family waiting for me. They have a wonderful garden to mooch around in, plus a very comfortable sofa they were happy to let me lounge around on. As I’m banned from the new sofas at home this was a luxury for my ageing bones after long walks in the country.

My humans were gratifyingly pleased to see me when they returned and made a huge fuss of me having apparently missed my company. Not so much that they want me cuddled up with them on the sofa, mind you, but I’m working on that!




14 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

A new perspective

My humans were in St Just this week and I went along for the ride. It was a cold crisp morning with blue skies and sunshine, and I was anticipating a brisk walk down to the Cot Valley for a good run a

Hair today, gone tomorrow

I’m not a high maintenance dog, but even I knew a trip to the grooming parlour was long overdue. I wasn’t surprised, therefore, to hear my humans booking me in for a wash and cut but I was immediately

In the dog house

It all started so well. I’d been fed, my humans had finished their evening meal and the dishwasher was churning away in the kitchen. The sitting room curtains were drawn against the dark, chilly eveni