When you stop and think about it, body clocks are amazing. If you stop taking any notice of the outside world and start relying on your own body clock you really do find it\u2019s remarkably accurate. Shadow and I, ok, mainly me, can totally be relied on to jump on Mum at 7am. It\u2019s more that I stick my nose in her face to see if she\u2019s awake. Just enough to wake her if she was still asleep. \u201cMorning, Mum, breakfast time.\u201d On balance you would think she\u2019d be grateful, but oddly she rarely is. Shadow totally knows what time her tablets should be and kicks off on the dot of half three for her afternoon one. Aristotle knows when it\u2019s his bedtime, every night to the minute. We freak Mum out, we\u2019re so accurate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The little edelweiss charm has fallen off my lovely collar. When I say \u2018fallen\u2019 I might have broken it just a little bit. Fortunately, it came off when I was indoors so Mum found it and has it on her desk. Unfortunately, there is no way to reattach it. We\u2019ve had the whole lecture about looking after my things. It wasn\u2019t my fault. It just happened. It\u2019s the same as the bruises on Mum\u2019s leg. They just happened. I didn\u2019t mean to do them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Aristotle used to be Mum\u2019s dancing partner. He\u2019s not been so keen since the operation on his back leg. He says they are not quite as strong as they were. Now I\u2019m learning to dance with her instead. I didn\u2019t do very well at first. When she invited me to get up on my hind legs and dance with her, I lunged at her with excitement. I\u2019m not better at standing up a little more gently and not start barking at the top of my voice. I\u2019m sure I\u2019ll get there eventually.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Love<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Wilma<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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