Due to a very tiny oversight, it turns out that there are three boy puppies and one girl. My Mistress has met them but I can report from giving her a good sniff when she got home that they are lovely. It’s probably best that I’m kept out of the way while they are so very small, I’d hate to go and be clumsy and stand on a tiny paw. I know from the many times my Mistress stands on my paws that it isn’t much fun when you are trodden on by something a lot bigger.
I can also tell from the smell of my Mistress that her rail travel did not involve any nice new rolling stock and by the smell of her the brakes on the train could do with a good service. As a dog it is amazing what you can pick up from a good sniff. I learnt that my Mistress had knocked her coffee over and had spilt it down her jeans in large quantities, either that or she is wearing it as a new form of perfume.
While she was out, I did my best to hold the fort at home. I’m not that adept at cooking, so it was a good job she came home in time to cook tea for them all, otherwise they would have ended up very hungry. I wonder how long it would have taken them to get their own tea. I was all right, for once they had remembered to feed me, but then scooping dry food out of a container and putting it into a bowl doesn’t take an awful lot of doing, if they would leave the lid up on my food box, I’d even be able to help myself.