It\u2019s been a confusing couple of days. I seem to have spent all my time walking up and down our road between houses. Just because my Mistress wants to do bits at the new house, she seems under the misapprehension that I might like to go with her. It would be quicker to take things up there by car, but no, she seems to think we need the exercise. She may very well need the exercise, I am quite happy to be a lazy dog. It\u2019s not all bad, she\u2019s taken one of my beds up there to make sure I\u2019m comfortable while I\u2019m sitting around waiting for her, although she refused to keep carrying my favourite bed up and down the road every time, which frankly I think is unreasonable.<\/p>\n
The new plans do seem to include a shower for me. I\u2019ve never had a shower. I\u2019ve only had a bath before. I\u2019m guessing as it\u2019s much like rain that I won\u2019t like it. It would be warm rain, something we don\u2019t get much of in this country, but rain none the less.<\/p>\n
The whole family has tickets to see James in the school production of Oliver, in a couple of weeks, except me! Why haven\u2019t they thought that I might like to go? I can sit still for far longer then Andy can and I can sing far better then my Mistress, if you\u2019re allowed to sing along that is. It is sad how often the family pet is excluded from these major social gatherings. Don\u2019t people realise we are just as proud of the members of our family as any human is. This dogist world really doesn\u2019t take our needs into account. I can feel another letter of complaint coming on.<\/p>\n
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