Here it is, Wilma\u2019s Friday Flashback. I was too busy to bring you one last week. This week as we\u2019re all thinking about Alfie I thought something fun from his puppyhood would be good. This piece also reminded me that I don\u2019t think I\u2019ve told you that I\u2019ve finally understood how to play fetch. How could I have missed the point of that for so long. Suddenly balls are fun and I really hadn\u2019t realised that. Now having read this I want to progress to the Frisby. I asked Mum about the hammock. Disappointingly the hammock frame was wooden and it rotted a couple of years ago, so I\u2019ve missed out on that one. It does sound rather fun.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The most exciting piece of news is that I actually managed to catch the frisbee yesterday. My mistress threw it quite well and it sort of hung on the air, which gave me time to run round to the other side and get my mouth into just the right position. I couldn\u2019t believe it to begin with and ran round in circles with excitement. It just goes to show you that with enough practice you can do almost anything. I think it will be a while before I catch it every time, although that partly depends on whether my mistress is more consistent in her throwing. She says it is my fault that it sometimes goes sideways, something to do with the way I have chewed it. But I said to her \u201ca bad workman always blames his tools\u201d. I\u2019m not actually sure what it means but I have heard my master saying it and I thought it sounded good.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n I discovered that with a little bit of help, and some rather odd manoeuvring, I can actually get into the hammock with my mistress. She has to counterbalance my weight as I get in, and all my subsequent shifting about once I am there, but it turns out it is rather fun. I\u2019m ok as long as my mistress keeps hold of me so that I don\u2019t accidentally roll out, or for that matter roll her out. We had one nasty moment when I forgot where I was, and seeing someone across the garden, going past our gate, I leapt out to go and bark at them. Well my poor mistress had to react very quickly to grab hold of the frame to stop her being rotated out of the hammock onto the floor. Realising what I had done, I went back and apologised and said I would try to remember not to do that again but please would she let me join her up there again sometime. She has said she will see, so as it wasn\u2019t a \u2018no\u2019 I am taking that as a good sign.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Well that\u2019s all of delving into the archive for one day. I\u2019m off to see where the Frisby has been hidden. We\u2019ve got a Fun Day tomorrow so maybe I can get the other dogs to play Frisby with me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Love<\/p>\n\n\n\n Wilma<\/p>\n\n\n\n Alfie\u2019s Diary \u2013 the Book as well as our other books are available HERE<\/a><\/u><\/p>\n\n\n\n \u00a9 2018 Rosemary J. Kind<\/p>\n\n\n\n All site content is subject to copyright and may not be reproduced without written permission.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Then there was the hammock!<\/h2>\n\n\n\n