Notes from a small dog – a peaceful Sunday…

The air is cold and clear, there is frost on my outside water bowl. There is no more than a sliver of a moon in a field of stars. It wasn’t my fault she fell over on the ice watching them, but I learned a few new words she says I am not allowed to repeat…

I curl up on the sofa after our evening walk. She has closed the garden door, the heating has just come on and we will soon be warm and cosy.

She does stuff in the shower and squeals at the slug I brought in for her. I thought it was a nice gesture, ‘cause she liked the first slug of spring last year… but she says she doesn’t like them much indoors…or in bare feet. There’s no pleasing some two-legses…

Anyway, she snuggles into her dressing gown, that means it is time for her to write. I know her habits. Next she’ll make coffee. She fills the kettle and bad words drift out of the kitchen. She has no coffee. Well, she can’t blame me for that at least! All I can hear is her grumbling about shops and ‘ten mile drives’. She’s not a happy two-legs.

If she has to resort to herbal tea, I may have to hide.

There’s a lot of rustling in the cupboard, then I hear her flick the switch on the kettle… and everything goes dark. It also goes very, very quiet. All the whirring and purring of the house has stopped.

“I’ve blown a fuse,” she says. I know she likes her coffee, but that’s a bit extreme, even for her.

She fumbles around in the dark, looking for a candle… not that she can see anything, so I don’t know how she’s looking. I creep through quietly to ‘vestigate… I thought I should stick close to protect her, but I just end up getting sat on. It seems that black dogs in the dark are not safe.

We finally get the candle and check the fuses… and she says they are all fine. Then, after she’s squashed me, she thinks to check outside… and there are no lights anywhere in the village.

“Power cut,” she says. Might as well just go to bed then. “The fish need towels,” she replies. Now, I think she may have done more than just blow a fuse…


She starts rummaging for towels and piling them up on the aquarium. That seems a bit odd to me, ‘cause she dries things with towels, but the fish are supposed to be wet.

“We need to keep them warm,” she explains. Okaay… never argue with a lunatic, they say. I keep quiet and stay out of her way. But then she won’t leave them, in case they get too warm…

All the little lights are still off. Everything is quiet… she can’t write, can’t curl up and read, and she won’t play ball, even though I tell her I can chase it just as well in the dark. It’s getting really cold too… ‘cause the heating went off with the lights and I thought I ought to patrol the garden, which meant her opening the door again. And you should hear what she said she’d do to me if I brought in any slugs in the dark!

I managed to convince her to snuggle up with me on the sofa. We could keep each other warm, I thought, and she could check the fish were warm enough. And just as I am finally being allowed to drift off, all the lights come back on and the whole place is whirring and buzzing… and she’s dashing round like a lunatic with armfuls of fish towels…

Talk about a peaceful Sunday evening!

Much love,

Ani xxx

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 and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email:
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71 Responses to Notes from a small dog – a peaceful Sunday…

  1. Thanks for the laughter 🙂 We don’t get power outages often, but I remember in Boston we had a couple of really long ones and we had to wrap up the tropical fish too.

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  2. Ritu says:

    Oh dear! I hope you got it all sorted Ani, keeping each other snug, and that the fuse-thing gets fixed asap!

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  3. barbtaub says:

    Poor Ani! No rest for a small dog. (I’m afraid to ask about the caffeine situation…)

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  4. buffalopound says:

    But she’s a good-hearted two-legs, Ani – look how she took care of the fish!

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  5. Darlene says:

    Never a dull moment in your house, Ani! Thank heaven or you wouldn’t have anything to write about!!


  6. jenanita01 says:

    Reading your posts is a lovely way to start the week, Ani!


  7. fransiweinstein says:

    Poor Ani must be exhausted 😊

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  8. Ani, I totally get why your human was grumbling about coffee. The last time a big storm threatened our area, while everyone else was stocking up on bread, we went to the store and stocked up on canned cappuccinos!


  9. memadtwo says:

    It’s a good thing Ani is always around to help out!


  10. bobcabkings says:

    Ani, I don’t know any two-legs who like finding slugs with their bare feet, and that’s just the ones who think slugs are interesting rather then utterly repulsive. We are an odd species. And, black dogs do need to be extra careful when the lights are out, and probably avoid places where two-legs might sit. Sorry you got squashed and the cuddle got cut short. Better luck next Sunday.


  11. Mary Smith says:

    Well, Ani, life is certainly never dull in your house 🙂


  12. wallietheimp says:

    That is one of the cutest little dogs I’ve ever seen. And the situation from its point-of-view is just right! My dog would be about the same. 🙂


  13. Mary Adler says:

    My best friend is also black. And we have black carpet. She’s too big to be sat on, but she makes a great obstacle in the dark. Lots of words that can’t be said erupt after stumbling over the poor sleepy creature who was doing nothing except minding her own business. Loved your post. A nice way to start a Monday!

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  14. Hi Ani. Strange creatures, aren’t they? The humans, I mean. Also, that thing where we just get them settled and think we’re going to get a nice nap with them, and then they jump up and start doing things… Really annoying, isn’t it? Lots of licks, Lilie


  15. I don’t know who found the lights-out worse, Sue or Ani. Poor dog. Ha ha. 🙂


  16. floatinggold says:

    What an adorable tale.
    Sounds like Ani had a rough evening. Everything revolves around coffee and fish. What about her? Why does no one take interest in her slugs?


  17. Eliza Waters says:

    Never a dull moment at your place! 😀


  18. dgkaye says:

    Oh Sue, I’m sorry you fell, but I had to laugh at Ani’s recounting, lol. You almost squashed her and that ‘vestigate’ word is adorable. I hope you weren’t too banged up and found yourself some coffee! ❤


  19. Widdershins says:

    Those electrical out-thingies are dangerous! Fancy getting sat on! … I do hope your person got some coffee eventually. It must’ve been quite a trial for her too.


  20. Adele Marie says:

    Ani, what a to do. Your two legged must have been exhausted and you getting sat on too. Hope nothing vital got squashed. I grumped this morning to get out again but they won’t lets me saying I just been out and it’s too cold. I sulking and sitting in the living room on my own. Much Paw love, Dante Dawg. xxxx


  21. noelleg44 says:

    We have power outages all the time here – have a closet with all the things we need and a generator outside if the outage goes on for more than an hour. It’s so bothersome. Poor Ani needs to wear a bright white coat to keep her visible! Don’t know about the slugs, though. Ick!.
    You’ll need to keep a special stash of coffee – running out of that is like running out of oxygen.


  22. Lyn Horner says:

    Reblogged this on Lyn Horner's Corner and commented:
    Fun in the dark with Ani and her two-legs!


  23. Lyn Horner says:

    Ani, you are such a faithful friend, trying to watch out for your two-legs and help find the candles. Sorry she accidentally sat on you. I’m sure she felt bad about that. If I may suggest, the next time you want to present her with a little gift, try a pretty pebble instead of a slug.


  24. Haha, Ani, I hear you. We have frequent power failures here in South Africa, so much so that we have back up generators.


  25. Oh dear, Ani, not much of a peaceful Sunday, then? Power cuts can be so inconvenient, can’t they? They usually happen at meal times but, luckily for us dogs, we can still sniff out dinner. And they always seem to happen during the months the lights go out earlier.
    Hope this Sunday is a lot more peaceful.
    Lots of barks,
    Toby & Austin.


    • Sue Vincent says:

      This Sunday I have been kept busy with the invasion of strange beings in next door’s garden. She says they are called bobble-hats-and-parkas and that they only come out in cold weather… but if she thinks that means I won’t warn them off, she’s mistaken!! xx

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