You wouldn\u2019t believe the odd things my mistress is packing for our trip tomorrow. She says that there are some things that the removals men won\u2019t take and there are other things that she will need and had better not put in storage. It was when I caught her packing things that need to be recycled but she doesn\u2019t know where to take them in Belgium that I started to realise how much easier she will find it when she understands the language. She caught a train the other day that said something on the front after the name of the final destination. My poor mistress got on the train hoping that that strange word didn\u2019t mean it went by an unusual route that didn\u2019t include the stop she needed. In actual fact it must have meant it was the stopping train, so she was just left sweating because she was worried she wouldn\u2019t get to her connecting train in time.<\/p>\n
She has packed my spare bed to take with us. It usually goes downstairs but she says she will leave it in England and my travel bed can go just there when we get back. I suppose it is a comfort that she doesn\u2019t want to put my bed into storage. One of her friends asked if I have to go into quarantine. \u201cWoa\u201d I said. \u201cQuarantine, you can\u2019t do that to me.\u201d Once I had calmed down my mistress explained that is what all the trips to the vet are for and no I don\u2019t have to go into quarantine. I was worried for a minute, it sounds just dreadful to be separated from everyone I love for 6 months. Fortunately, my mistress says she would rather stay here with me than have that happen, I don\u2019t know what my master would make of that.<\/p>\n
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