Notes from a small dog XXXVI

an 002“I’m just nipping to the shop,” she says. Good… it’s nice out there! Had a long run early this morning … it was all frosty and golden and there were loads of birds….and then there was the lunchtime run… which I managed to extend a bit… there was a pheasant… But hey, outside is fun. “Won’t be long, whirly girl” she says…won’t be long???? “Be good.”

As if that’s going to happen…she leaves me here when she could take me? Me, who is standing up all excited by the leash drawer… Yeah, right.

And just ‘cause she brought us cheese doesn’t make it any better either, whatever she thinks. I might forgive her in a bit though… about tea-time, probably.

I took it out on Bear. Mind you, I might have gone a bit far… haven’t had Bear a day yet… well, hadn’t, I suppose… more past tense…. Though the present is pretty tense too as she goes round collecting stuffing…and reclaiming the recycling… Honest, I thought she’d left it for me to play with…Apparently that wasn’t the idea…

dog unstuffed 003I played dead when she came in… thought it might distract her. Didn’t work. Might have been the tail. It has a mind of its own and thumps when she comes home. I still got a, “what have you done?” and the ears went straight down. Can’t help it. I suppose it is what she calls reacting. She says you’re supposed to act instead. I was trying! I thought I was doing a really good dead-dog! Oscar material!

She brought Bear home from town yesterday. He squeaks squeaked and smelled of pet shops. It took me ages to read him with my nose! But it only took me a couple of minutes to learn his name. I know all my toys names. She fetched another squeaky thing too… same colour as her fur. I’m not sure about squeakies… they are fine when I’m in control, but ever since the ferret looked at me and squeaked I’ve been a bit wary of ‘em. I’d been shaking it for ages too… didn’t make a sound. Then she got hold of it and it looked me in the eye and squeaked. Made me jump! Unexpected things throw me a bit and I get suspicious. Not keen on it at all.

dog unstuffed 001Now don’t panic… it’s a toy ferret. More of a racoon really, but I haven’t the heart to tell her that. She seems to think ferret is its name… I humour her. She’s easily pleased.

It was all a misunderstanding, of course. She went to the big shop in the car… not the little one I can go to. I wait outside there at the railings and people say nice things to me. If I’m really lucky she fetches some of those sweet things I’m not allowed… but she usually gives me one anyway… little pink things that are all sugary. But that’s beside the point. I’d got it wrong. It wasn’t leash time.

So unstuffing Bear was a bit unfair of me really. Now she has to restuff him and do stuff with the sharp, shiny thingy. She will too. She’s not a bad sort. I might just go give her a cuddle to cheer her up.

dog unstuffed 002Much love,

Ani xxx

P.S. I’m still saving for the automatic tennis ball launcher … if you haven’t seen my book yet, have a look 🙂

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com.
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12 Responses to Notes from a small dog XXXVI

  1. alienorajt says:

    Deer Ani – you done show that bear who boss, for sure, and readed him through anytrails like back in Roman times, hee, hee! Play Dead heap good game. Gods go squeak and watery stuff come out of eye. Me done be norty dog…Tooked butter from table after Goddess’s party, and eated whole lot. Decorated garden, but not bed. Gods cross. I fink they goddesses ‘joy stuffin’ and sharp pointy thing an’ all that, uvverwise they no do, eh? Licks, Jumleb xxx

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    • Sue Vincent says:

      Dear Jumble.. you’ve gotta lay off the butter you know…moderation, that’s the thing… tell the gods you’ll leave it alone if they give you loads on toast ( under the cheese).
      She isn’t keen on the pointy things… she says bad words… the ones that make your ears go down… YOU know….. little sharp pointy words… ‘s not good.
      Fun though.
      So I destuffed it again.
      She put all the white stuff in the bin this time… so the Bear is gutted 😛
      Licks ‘n snuggles back xxxx

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  2. alienorajt says:

    Destuffed ‘gen?! Hee hee! My Goddess wroted about your goddess on thing called dlog – she do say she menshund yours in ‘spatches. Me not unnnerstand! Licks, Jumbleb xxx
    http://alienorajt.wordpress.com/2014/01/14/well-stap-me-vitals-zero-to-hero-day-13-part-2/

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  3. tiramit says:

    Ani is such a goooood looking creature, being – I don’t want to say ‘dog’. The top photo is wonderful…

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  4. ksbeth says:

    aw, ani, she just didn’t understand, but she sounds like a good soul. putting it all back together for you. to tear apart again )

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  5. Ani….you really are impossible!! Shall we just call your little “accident” with the bear “separation anxiety?” lol That should cause a major guilt trip and ensure you’re never left behind again!! You didn’t chew up my landlord’s runaway ferret did you? 😉 It got out for the 4th time yesterday and even the cat couldn’t find him this time lol and he’s still not back….just wondering since you mentioned the word ferret!! Think he’s gone for good this time but if you see him…DON’T unstuff him ok Ani!! 😉

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    • Sue Vincent says:

      I won’t get away with separation anxiety for destuffing Bear the second time… she was typing and looked round… and thought it must have been snowing on the carpet….
      Do you think the ferret might make it to here? Sounds like fun 😛 x

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      • Well just point out to her it was a form of separation anxiety because she was so absorbed in cyberspace that she didn’t even notice you anymore! Must have been bad if you managed to unstuff a whole bear before she finally looked round at you!! I kinda hope the ferret won’t make it there if you plan to unstuff him all over the floor!!!! lol 😉

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