{"id":17722,"date":"2020-08-14T06:00:37","date_gmt":"2020-08-14T05:00:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/alfiedog.me.uk\/?p=17722"},"modified":"2020-08-14T06:00:37","modified_gmt":"2020-08-14T05:00:37","slug":"which-day-flashback-friday-14th-august-2020","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/2020\/08\/14\/which-day-flashback-friday-14th-august-2020\/","title":{"rendered":"Which Day? Friday Flashback – Friday 14th August 2020"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Which Day?<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Which day is it? It\u2019s Friday flashback once again. You can tell how far we\u2019ve now lost touch with reality. When I started to look at what had happened on this day in the past, I said to Mum \u2018Look at this.\u2019 It was only then she pointed out that I seemed to think it was the 20th<\/sup> August rather than the 14th<\/sup>, so you are going to have to wait for another day for that one. Meanwhile, having remembered which day it is, here is our flashback.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Two years ago in 2018 Alfie was busy doing some profound thinking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Small World<\/em><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s a small world. I heard from one of our friends that their daughter had bumped into Wilma\u2019s nephew Eiger while on holiday recently. It just goes to remind you that you are rarely more than six connections away from dogs you know. I know being a small breed our world is smaller than most, but it\u2019s much the same for humans. On the one paw that\u2019s a good thing as you soon find friends wherever you go. On the other paw, it makes it so much harder to get away from your wrong doings of the past. There is always going to be somebody who knows about the plant pot you trashed or shoes you ate. There really is no getting away from it. Oh, you can have your misdeeds removed from the internet, but some dog somewhere will still remember<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Four years ago Aristotle was having a good moan. There was this from 2016<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I did not want a bath<\/em><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

She goes away for a week and we\u2019re doing just fine. Then she comes home and it\u2019s \u2018Aristotle, you need a bath!\u2019 Ok, so I may have spent the week rolling in all those little luxuries she tries to keep me out of, but you would think she\u2019d take the time to see if she could have learnt to like those smells before insisting they were removed. I of course pointed a paw at Shadow and said \u2018She\u2019s been rolling in them too.\u2019 Sadly, she must have missed the best bits as apparently she does not \u2018have an odour that enters the room five minutes before her\u2019! Ah well. I\u2019ll be looking out for good fox poo to see if I can get back to normal soon.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I looked back to 2014 and I just had to bring you this which Alfie wrote. It brought tears to Mum\u2019s eyes when I read it out to her. Alfie was eight when he wrote this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Alfie\u2019s Girlfriend<\/em><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019m not like most of the dogs I know. Ari comes back from kennels every time with a new girlfriend. Me, I\u2019ve never had a girlfriend before, but this week I\u2019ve really fallen for Bella and fallen in a big way. It\u2019s taken me until I\u2019m almost nine years old to fall in love for the first time and I\u2019m really not looking forward to saying goodbye to her on Friday. Yesterday there was a moment in the park where I stood up against another boy and said \u2018go away, she\u2019s my girl\u2019 and then last night Bella did the same when our friend\u2019s dog Bailey wanted to play with me. She actually said I\u2019m hers and it sent an amazing feeling all through me. No one has ever wanted me to be their boyfriend and I thought I was going to go all through my life without finding that special someone.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\"Now
Alfie and his girlfriend Bella (Bella on left)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

He never loved another girl after Bella either. He was such a faithful dog. I do love my big gentle friend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Love<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Wilma<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Which day is it? Wilma is confused about when exactly she is looking back to and Mum is no help at all. <\/p>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":18938,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"gallery","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[109,63,50,93],"class_list":["post-17722","post","type-post","status-publish","format-gallery","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-day-to-day-life","tag-alfie","tag-aristotle","tag-entlebucher","tag-wilma","post_format-post-format-gallery"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17722","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17722"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17722\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/18938"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17722"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17722"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17722"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}