If the British weather doesn\u2019t improve soon then I\u2019m going back to live in Belgium. I know what you\u2019re saying. I know you\u2019re trying to remind me that the summer weather in Belgium isn\u2019t exactly up to much, but if I have to spend my life looking like a drowned rat then I could at least get to do it in my homeland.<\/p>\n
My Mistress reminded me of the summer two years ago when August was a wash out and tried to encourage me with the thought that if July is this bad then there is hope that August might be better. Given that I am spending half of August on a boat on the Norfolk Broads then I can only hope that she is right. If she isn\u2019t then I will certainly be seeing more water than should be inflicted on any dog in his lifetime.<\/p>\n
James now has loan of a horse. It means he gets to look after it and then ride it sometimes. This whole idea is worrying me just slightly. I don\u2019t know how far the arrangement goes but I am not giving up my spot on the settee for a horse. For that matter I have no intention of him sharing my bowl either, besides a bowl with bones on is probably not appropriate. He\u2019d probably want one with grass on it, or maybe bails of hay.<\/p>\n
I am alarmed to discover that next week my Mistress is going on a course on how to write crime novels. She is going to be learning about ways of killing people that are a little more subtle than a knife or a gun. I hope it isn\u2019t the sort of course where they give you homework to practice out of hours. I think there are some things it\u2019s better she doesn\u2019t know. Why couldn\u2019t she study something nice like First aid or innocuous like needlework?<\/p>\n
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