I’m fed up. It really wasn’t my fault that Mum hurt her leg. I know it was me she did the back flip over to get off the settee but it could have been anyone. She forgot she’s not as young as she used to be and doesn’t bounce in quite the same way. It was a bit like the time Alfie told me about when our Mistress decided to do a forward roll round a bar in a playground in Belgium and landed flat on her back on the floor. I guess you just get to an age where your head forgets how old your body is! Shadow’s 6 now, which would be 42 in human years and she’s middle aged whichever way she looks at it. Anyway, I’m really sad she’s hurt because she’s my main playmate and it’s no fun without her. It makes me realise how much I’m looking forward to us having a new puppy, although by then I’ll be 4 years old so I guess I’ll have to remember I’m not a puppy anymore. Alfie’s the sensible one round here, but then I guess he was already 6 when I was born, so I’ve never known him as a young dog. I don’t think of him as having been like me once. Then my Mistress found me a photo of him
playing when he was young and I was really shocked. What Alfie? Big, reliable, calm Alfie? She started telling me about all the ditches he jumped over and the time he cleared the settee from back to front in one leap. I have to say he’s rather gone up in my estimation. I tried asking him about it and he got a distant look in his eye remembering playing with his old best friend, Elvis, when he was a puppy. He looked kind of sad. He doesn’t see Elvis anymore as he moved to America and Alfie moved to England. It did all make me see him in a bit of a new light.
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