I was fed up with Alfie yesterday. I’m supposed to write Saturday and Sunday and he told me I could only do Sunday this week because he wanted to tell you about Crufts. It’s not fair. Basil’s my brother. I should have been the one to tell you how well he’s done. Besides, I’ve been having a really boring time at home. There is no one to play with. Mum is having to rest because of her leg and I’m expected to wait on her. I’d rather have been at Crufts seeing my adoring public. It’s not my fault that I struggle with the walking. I suppose I’m just feeling a bit sorry for myself. I’m looking forward to our Mistress and Alfie coming home later, although our Mistress has already warned me that I’ll need to let Alfie sleep for a while as the whole thing has made him very tired and he needs to be fresh for his book launch tomorrow and his radio interview on Tuesday. I guess I’m in for another dull week. I think I need to see if our Mistress will work with me on a new range of tricks to keep me occupied. It’s times like these if you aren’t careful you let your mind wander to some of the negative things you could do, just to get attention. The problem is that at heart, I’m just not that sort of dog. I’d rather do something clever and constructive but there is a limit to what I can do on my own. I guess I’m just jealous of all the attention the others are getting and wishing I could be the focus. Perhaps I should talk to our Mistress about it to see if she has any ideas.
Alfie’s Diary – the Book is available at Amazon UK –https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00583ZGSA
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