Oh the fun a girl can have with a squeaky ball. I\u2019m not sure which of us found it on the garden but Mum finally gave in and threw it for me yesterday. I was being a bit lively and living up to my \u2018wild Wilma\u2019 name tag. The ground was drier and frankly we couldn\u2019t do much more damage to the grass than the digging it up that Shadow has been doing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
After tea when the others were happy to be indoors for a while, Mum took me outside on my own to play. I had such a marvellous time. Mum made me sit and wait each time before a throw, which was a bit annoying, but then I\u2019d run right around the garden to bring it back and it felt wonderful. Of course, I had to squeak the ball all the way back to where Mum was standing. Then I barked the whole time I was waiting for her to throw it again. Mum brought me back in when she thought the neighbours had probably had enough of the noise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Today is such an exciting day. It\u2019s not Christmas, that\u2019s tomorrow, but when Dad gets up he will do a lateral flow test and as long as it\u2019s negative he will be part of the family again. I\u2019m excited, but you should see Shadow. She\u2019s been struggling upstairs to see him as often as she can, but it hasn\u2019t been easy for her. She says she\u2019s going to follow him everywhere while he\u2019s downstairs. I didn\u2019t say anything, but she sleeps so deeply now that we could all leave the house and she wouldn\u2019t know we\u2019ve gone. She will never manage to stay awake long enough to follow him when he moves. When I said that to Mum she said I shouldn\u2019t bank on it. In her experience Dad doesn\u2019t move all that often so Shadow might keep up.<\/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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