{"id":17224,"date":"2020-03-20T06:00:00","date_gmt":"2020-03-20T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/alfiedog.me.uk\/?p=17224"},"modified":"2020-03-20T06:00:00","modified_gmt":"2020-03-20T06:00:00","slug":"4-month-puppy-flashback-friday-20th-march-2020","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/2020\/03\/20\/4-month-puppy-flashback-friday-20th-march-2020\/","title":{"rendered":"4 month puppy Flashback &#8211; Friday 20th March 2020"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">4 month puppy Flashback<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p>Amidst a gloomy sort of a week I thought I would bring you a 4 month puppy Flashback, so we could all reminisce together about happy days before lockdowns and losing Alfie. Anyway, I found this from when Alfie was just four months old and decided it was just perfect to show his younger life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><em>Alfie 2006 &#8211; 4 month puppy flashback<\/em><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Would you believe, yesterday morning, because of James going home my mistress actually expected me to go for a walk before 9 \u2018o clock in the morning. We got half way along the bridleway, it was cold and misty and I just thought \u2018blow it\u2019 so I stopped. My mistress carried on walking for a bit before she realised I wasn\u2019t with her. Then she turned round and called me to join her and I just said \u2018Look, it\u2019s Sunday morning, I wanted a lie in.\u2019 Fortunately she said she hadn\u2019t been too fussed about getting up either, so we turned round and went home. Another minor victory to the dog! <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"450\" height=\"376\" src=\"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/alfie02_19_02_06.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-17225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/alfie02_19_02_06.jpg 450w, https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/alfie02_19_02_06-300x251.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 450px) 100vw, 450px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Alfie with his mum when he was 3 months old<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Following on from that it turned out to be quite a day.\nJames was getting to fly back to England all on his own, it was so exciting and\nhe was so grown-up doing all that. The exciting bit for me was that my mistress\nsaid as I had been so good in the restaurant I could go and wave him off. So I\nam now proud to say I have been to Schiphol airport near Amsterdam. I can\u2019t\nactually pronounce it properly but I have at least been there. <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><em>I\u2019ll have fries with that<\/em><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p><em>We stopped at a service station for lunch on the way there.\nI wanted to go to KFC but James said he wanted to go to Burger King and my\nmistress said she had brought dog food for me anyway. She really is a killjoy\nat times. The first piece of excitement was getting inside and encountering\nstairs. Now, I have already told you I am only just learning how to do stairs\nand am struggling to master the ones at home as they are slippery and fairly\nnarrow but here I was in the service station with several flights of stairs\nseparating me from begging for a bit of burger. I took a deep breath and\ncarefully followed my mistress. <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>As it turned out these were not slippery and were quite\nwide, so I found I could do them just fine. Then there was another flight that\nwere narrower but I found if I criss-crossed right to left and back again I\ncould do these too. We had to go over a bridge with lots of restaurant bits and\nloads of people. Despite my best endeavours to nip the ankle of a bloke in the\nqueue at the checkout my mistress managed to pull me back just in time and we\ngot to the other side without incident. <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><em>What Goes Up Must Come Down<\/em><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p><em>This is where I discovered the truth of the old adage \u2018what\ngoes up must come down\u2019 and in this case it was me! Suddenly I found myself\nfaced with several flights of stairs that seemed to go in the opposite\ndirection to the ones I was used to. I gingerly followed my mistress and caught\nmy breath when we got to a little landing, then did the next bit and eventually\ngot to the bottom. After all that what do you think my reward was when we got\nto Burger King? Do you think I got the bacon double cheeseburger and large\nfries I asked my master for? Do you think he even brought me back a Coke to\ndrink? No. My mistress gave me a dog biscuit and a pat on the head and one of\nthe waitress offered me a bowl of water. To say I was disappointed would be a\nmassive understatement. <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>What I hadn\u2019t bargained for was that having walked up and\ndown all those stairs to get to Burger King, only to have to sit and watch, I\nthen had to walk all the way back to the car. This time the master suggested I\ntry the escalator. What kind of nutcase steps onto something that is constantly\ntrying to move away from them? Not this one that\u2019s for sure. So my mistress\ntook me back over all the stairs and I started to find I was getting the hang\nof it. <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><em>Revenge<\/em><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p><em>When I found I really was being taken straight back to the\ncar and they weren\u2019t even going to buy me so much as a bar of chocolate well\nthat was it! So I got my own back by leaving a large pile on the service\nstation floor. My mistress was mortified. My master was oblivious, until of\ncourse she called him back to take me out so that she could clear up. I felt\npretty bad about it, given how upset she was but she really does need to learn\nthat I like burgers too! Well that\u2019s as much as my little paws can type for one\nday so I will have to tell you the rest tomorrow.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Well that\u2019s all for today. Have fun wherever you are and stay\nsafe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Love<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Wilma<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<div class=\"mh-excerpt\"><p>Wilma is having a 4 month puppy Flashback, to a time when our darling Alfie was just a youngster. 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