I’m quite worn out from playing with Spencer. I’m starting to look forward to going home for a rest. It is nice to have a balance between doggy time and human company. I’m also looking forward to seeing how my little car looks, now that it has been repaired. I do hope there is no lasting evidence of its foray with the vegetable rack. I’m really very fond of it, when all’s said and done.
I have been wondering about horse riding. My mistress says she is looking at the possibility of James being able to go horse riding when he is here in the summer. When I stay with Makensey and Spencer I sometimes get to go to the stables with them, and I quite like being around the horses. What I was wondering is whether there might be any possibility of my mistress booking for me to go horse riding with James. I know what you’re going to say. Given that one of my favourite pastimes is jumping out from behind the hedge and frightening the ones that go past my home, why would I want to go horse riding? I do like them really, it’s just that they are so gullible and don’t realise how quietly I can creep up on them. I think I might quite like a go at riding one. I’d have some difficulty reaching the stirrups and the reins might need a bit of adapting. In fact I might be better with four stirrups, and holding the reins in my mouth, but one way or another I think I could get the hang of it. James is starting jumping, I’m not really sure I want to go as far as that. I prefer all four legs on the ground, even if they aren’t my legs.