Got some sad news the other week. An old friend of mine, Carla, has died. She was a Golden Labrador and, although she had a habit of trying to put me in my place, always a tricky endeavour, she was a good hearted dog. There's only me and Storm, a Collie cross, left from the original batch of dog walkers dogs, which is a bit sobering.
There was a new dog up the field last week however. He's a greyhound with a very impressive turn of speed. He's just moved up from Brighton and is missing his pals so I did my best to be friendly. He was so tall I could have walked through his legs without touching but I didn't like to be too familiar at our first meeting. Maybe next time.
And the good news is that I had my annual check up at the vets and she was very impressed with my alertness and level of fitness. 'Her Indoors' was positively basking in my reflected glory, a very unusual experience for her, bless her. Apparently I'm good for a few years yet. 'Him Indoors' was thrilled by the news.........
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