Hey LuceFand! Sorry it’s been so long. And if TMS had her way it would be even longer as my belly and paws are covered in the mud I just swam in and she’d have a pink fit if she knew I was near the PC hehehe!
So we were on the train the other day, and I was wildly excited because I spotted a big word I hadn’t seen before on her phone screen that began with “FUN”. She was all dressed in black, so I thought maybe we were playing the dog-hair trousers game and rubbed my back on her leg every chance I got. I was sure when we got off the train there’d be a doggie play date or a new park or something really FUN!
But all that happened was she took me to this very boring quiet place where there were lots of flowers I wasn’t allowed to sniff, miserable crying people who I wasn’t allowed to greet, and sandwiches that nobody shared with me. I was very good, purely because I was very bored.
But guess what happened on the train? Some guy started telling TMS about how great the guide dogging people were, and she told him our story. He could hardly believe she’d trained me herself. Later on he tapped her on the shoulder and gave her £20 to buy me something. She tried not to take it, but he wouldn’t take no for an answer. She thought for about five seconds about dropping it in the big doggie moneybox thingy, but then she got on her phone and ordered me a giant bag of tennis balls to lose in the park.
I’m almost grown-up now. I hardly ever dive-bomb other dogs in the park now, although I still sing all the way there. I only jump up on people the very odd time, and my work is always good to excellent except when I sneakily carry my ball home from the park. I lose it almost every day so she sometimes forgets to check.
My friend Poppy and her human came to visit us about a month ago. Poppy almost wasn’t allowed on the plane even though she’s got the guide dogging papers and everything, so TMS is very nervous about taking me on planes now, which is most annoying as I love planes, tubes, trains and all forms of transport except cars. But sometimes cars take me to the park or the beach, so when someone says “Walkies” and points to a car then I love them again.
I love TMS quite a lot now, although if I was offered a new home with someone who did more parks and more food I’d be away tomorrow. I sleep in her room now, where I used to prefer the sofa. I think she really likes it when I fart in the night, as it always provokes a loud reaction.