I still don\u2019t know if we\u2019ve got anywhere to live when we move to England. I\u2019m starting to worry that if the reason that they can\u2019t find a house is me, then they will take me out of the equation. I suppose I could live with my granny and granddad but I don\u2019t really want to be without my mistress. I wonder what we are going to do. I would keep her as warm as I could if we had to sleep on a bench somewhere. I don\u2019t think she would cope very well without her home comforts though. I think some of the places have said one well trained dog. I\u2019m well trained, really I am. I sit when told (as long as a bribe is involved) and am quite good at stay, (unless I get distracted and as long as there is a bribe involved). At least I\u2019m good round the house and I guess that is the main thing they worry about.<\/p>\n
It has been odd being amongst dogs for a week, when I had got so used to being a bit more human. I\u2019m not really sure which I prefer. Dogs are better at rough and tumble but I have grown rather used to my home comforts. Dogs don\u2019t cuddle you as much either and try as I might, I can\u2019t get any of them to rub my tummy in exactly the right position.<\/p>\n
There are less than 3 weeks of living in Belgium left. It really is very sad. By the time my mistress gets back she will only have two weeks to go. I have my doubts whether she will get everything done that she wants to in that time. It isn\u2019t really just the things she wants to do, at some point she really must get round to telling the Belgian authorities that they are going!<\/p>\n
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