It was a misty morning when she woke me. She was up and about earlier than usual… I wasn’t even awake when she started bustling about… and yet, when I’d had my breakfast and went for the leash, all I got was “Not now, girlie.” I ask you… what kind of a start is that to the day? “Don’t worry,” she says, “you’re going on an adventure.” Then she put some water and my bowl in her bag, dug out my seat belt and stuffed me in the car!

Well, she promised me an adventure, and I certainly got one! I thought I was going to see my canine  mates, Gooch and Hardy, ‘cause we started off going that way. But no… we ended up in a car park with a big, long metal worm thing that was eating people. “It’s a train, you daft dog,” she says. Not reassuring, I can tell you. So instead of parking there, she put the car near a field and we had a run for a while. Different, yes, but not exactly an adventure… and then she stuffed me back in the car before I’d chased so much as a duck!

Then she took us right up close to the train thing, and two two-legses came up to the car…waving and smiling. Mine jumps out and they start hugging her! Well, I don’t normally allow hugs… not even from two-legses that she wants to hug (apart from little ones…that’s different.) So I barked a bit, just to make the point….and the new two-legses ignored me and got in my car regardless! One of them climbed in right beside me too! Her name was Alethea and I’ve heard a lot about her.  “I’ve heard a lot about you over the years,” she says. Well, that shut me up, ‘cause you never know what she might have heard… but it can’t have been too bad, ‘cause she stroked me and seemed happy enough to be with me. Now I knew why I’d had to have a bath the day before… reinforcements had been called in and they stuffed me in the tub without so much as a by your leave…

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