Megan went with my Mistress to the station to collect my Master’s parents on Friday. She had a great time. She made some new friends while she was there, as only a dog can. She said she didn’t like being in the car without me sitting next to her, but apart from that she loved it. She wants to go on a train now. I was telling her about the time I went on the steam train on the North York Moors Railway and she thought that sounded exciting. I said perhaps we could all go one day, but I’m not really sure there is enough room for us all to sit at my Mistress’s feet as there isn’t much room between the seats and we aren’t allowed to have our own seats. I wish we could go to the village pub, but sadly we aren’t allowed. I hate it when they all go without us.
I’ve lost track of what I’ve told you recently. Did I tell you that a magazine is going to publish my photograph in their ‘Pet’s on Parade’ section. I think I even get paid for it. The girls are insanely jealous that I have got a modelling job and they haven’t. I told them to start sending their photos in so that they could be selected too. It’s a picture of me in my car, so it is fairly special. I’m not sure how they would be able to match it to be honest.
The other thing I don’t know if I remembered to tell you was thatThe Kennel Club has recognised the club for our breed. Now I know that may not mean much to you, but it is very exciting news for the seventeen of us that belong to the breed.