Feeling Whoof – by Buddy

You know there are days when you think you know exactly how your day will go and then it all goes paws up, like today for instance.  I thought we were back to our regular Tuesday routine ie, I’d get a walk before P abandoned me to go and sit in an armchair somewhere else and wiggle things about.  Did this happen? Noooooo!

I should have known before I got up that things weren’t going to plan as we got a lie-in on a week day.  P got out of bed somewhat reluctantly quite some time after B came to bed and it turned out she had a temperature of 37.4.  So she took some tablets to lower it and although she managed to make some porridge I got more than my usual snoutful.  P then lay down on the settee and I realised then my morning wasn’t going to pan out as planned.

However P’s temperature had gone up to 37.9 and I got a whole new experience.  There are long windows in the living room and it turns out these aren’t windows at all they are doors.  Doors that open straight to the ‘garden’.  I didn’t know what to do.  I stood at the edge sniffing and then I put my front paws on the outside ledge and when P didn’t shout me back I jumped out.  One second I was in the living room, the next I was in the outside.  I had a little sniff and then jumped back in and apparently this door doesn’t work like my pet flap – nobody appeared with a towel to wipe my paws.  I needed to think about this so I jumped onto the settee with P and contemplated it.

After letting P stroke me for some time because she likes doing this I decided to venture outside again.  I had a good old mooch round the garden and then I came racing in like I normally do – WHACK – through my pet flap into the garage. And you know what I had to wait, and wait and when P finally opened the kitchen door she didn’t even bother to wipe my paws.

After more snuggling I thought I’d give it another try going out through the window door. Again I ran back into the garage.  Again I waited but I only waited once, then I popped back out the pet flap and looked in through the door and there was P still on the settee.  I gave her a look that said ‘What are you doing there? Don’t you know the protocol?’

And a B, no wait, a bee flew into the window.  I couldn’t see it properly from inside so I went outside and put my paws on the wall and looked in at it.  I hadn’t seen one close up but have snapped at some when we are on my walk but they walk in the air so they are hard to catch.  I can look at these but I shouldn’t poke them with my nose or they’ll make my nose sore.

P finally picked up her knitting at 12:30 when her temperature had dropped down to 37.1.  P and B went out later in the afternoon, without me, to get the ball thing that I have to keep away from taken off and they took some blood to see if anything was brewing.

I did finally get my walk later on with B while P had a nap.  When we got back I jumped on the settee with her and snuggled.  There wasn’t much room and I had to put my tail in her face – I think she likes it.