I know we all have good days and bad days, but it’s more than that at the moment. My eyes aren’t weepy as they have been, and I feel loads better in myself. I don’t know what’s different. My food is the same and my medication hasn’t changed. Our Mistress wonders if my time in kennels actually did me good, but since I’ve been home I’ve been much more my old self. Yesterday I even went as far as being happy in the company of the one person that a months weeks ago I’d actually threatened to bite. I’d go further than saying I was ok with her, I now regard her as one of my new best friends and am really looking forward to seeing her again. Our Mistress says that we shouldn’t try to overanalyse things, but should make the most of every day and hope things continue like this. Considering I’ll be 11 ¾ in just a couple of days time I’m really doing quite well for my age. Our Mistress is going on a writing conference next week and says it is a relief not to feel she needs to worry about me quite so much while she’s away.
Aristotle is going swimming again today. He needs it more than I do at the moment. It’s a shame because feeling as I do I think I could really enjoy going. There’s still a trick or two I could teach these young dogs. Wilma said maybe it was cutting down on my working hours that had made the difference, but I don’t think that’s really the case. Our Mistress said that if it was that then perhaps she should think about doing the same, but I just looked at her. She’s a workaholic, she’ll never cut down!
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