Once again I can receive emails, except no one sends me any. I can call my friends on skype but they haven\u2019t got it. I can surf the internet. Oh life is complete. I do miss my Belgian friends. They didn\u2019t used to growl at me. They wagged their tails when they saw me and came and said hello. I\u2019m not finding England a very welcoming place for a Belgian dog. The move here has confused my mistress. In the supermarket she was surprised to find everyone speaking English and in the Post Office she nearly greeted the man in Flemish before she realised that wasn\u2019t going to work. I really would like to go home now, I\u2019ve had enough of this English adventure. I am not cut out to be a family dog. I keep getting James shouting don\u2019t do that Alfie, stay Alfie, sit Alfie and then trying to tell tales on me and get me into trouble with my mistress. I suppose I\u2019m lucky that my mistress knows me better than that and hardly ever shouts at me.<\/p>\n
I could also leave behind the English weather. I know it was much the same back home in Belgium but somehow freezing fog, sub zero temperatures and snow, don\u2019t seem so exciting here. It\u2019s as much as I can do to persuade myself to go outside to pee. Staying in isn\u2019t so much fun either. There\u2019s less house to run round and no window in the office at \u2018Alfie height\u2019 for me to watch out of while being near my mistress. No one comes round to see me and I don\u2019t go to see anyone else. I\u2019m keeping up tail wagging for appearances sake but it is not easy when there is so little to wag my tail at. I do like the postman, in fact I like both the postmen, although the second one didn\u2019t give me a biscuit.<\/p>\n
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