My diary by Kelpie
An extract
Wednesday 1st. April
Walkies time [5 oclock pm today]
My man [he likes to be called Papa] gets my lead and takes me through
the front gate. We turn right up the lane, no no no I think, this is a bad
way today. There will be people [with germs and things] and cars [with
hard edges]. So I play injured, drag my feet and put my best injured
expression on. Papa looks at me, thinks I might have a thorn in my foot
checks me out….I manage to look pitiful! We turn back to the cottage. I
think we will go elsewhere but no, INTO THE COTTAGE INSTEAD. Not
what was intended at all. Papa and the mistress [Mummy], look at me
and I can see they aren’t sure what is up.
Then PHEW, Papa gets his stick, and my lead and we cross the road
and into the field by the river. My favourite place! And we have a lovely
walk though I have to be careful to look a little pained!
Home to tea and I manage to scrounge some lasagne from my people [and
then growl at papa when he tries to taste MY food. Cheek!] Then a
pleasant evening watching animals on TV. My people like these
programmes but get annoyed when I bark out warnings!
And so to bed.
Thursday 2nd April.
I’m always awake early but my people just won’t get up until they’ve had
a cup of tea in bed then breakfast before they consider my needs! Papa
usually takes me out but always forgets something [poopy bags, his stick, his hat, his gloves] and we’re in and out of the front door for AGES.
We’re ready and……. JOY OF JOYS Papa has picked up the tennis racket and balls. We are going to play batty ball in the field! This is where Papa thinks I am chasing the ball for him but really I’m hiding it from him. Had him searching all over the field getting ratty. BEST GAME EVER
Worn out now. A nice sit on the lawn watching the sheep and lambs will
finish my morning. Then lunch watching Bargain Hunt. Best morning
ever!
Quieter afternoon. Papa reading in the summer house, me looking to
spend time with Mummy. Not good. She is working on her blog. ALL
ABOUT CHICKENS, OR CHURCHES, OR EVEN WORSE: BOTH!
Hope for a better evening.
We’ve had tea, watched the Simpsons, no signs of a walk, I’ve been
forgotten. But wait, Papa and Mummy are getting ready to go out and
they’ve got my lead! And it’s off along the river in the woods. And JOY
OF JOYS they’ve got sticks for me to chase in the river. BEST GAME
EVER.
I love to swim in the deep water and let it wash me downstream
so’s I can swim back. And I’m careful to bring the sticks back to a bit of
bank just out of reach…this makes Papa ratty again. Then I come out of the
water and shake myself next to Mummy and Papa. Their faces!
Tired out now. BEST DAY EVER. All that’s left to do now is sprawl all
over the bed and claim the best bits for me, Goodnight.
Sweetness and Light at the McLunt Smallholding 