Excitement

Fergus here: F turned up in my house on Saturday night.

I fear I might have over displayed. 

In retrospect. 

Maybe I should have given her the cold shoulder, you-abandoned-me, sort of treatment.

I bounced. And bounced. And bounced. 

And barked. (That got me in trouble with the humans with sensitive ears.)

She had another human with her.

Sunday passed in a blaze of sunshine but without producing the anticipated walkies. There seemed to be a lot of touring the other human around stuff stored in sheds and the workshop.

I followed. I heard one use of the word WALK.  I know that word and started bouncing again, but the humans simply said 'oops'.

They spent part of their day working out how to put lights on a trailer.  It seemed a bit ahead of themselves because they were also discussing what colour to paint it.  After all welding finished the trailer had the appearance of something they described as 'steam punk', and a faction of humans were advocating for keeping it that way. F said they'd need to weld more stuff on and while that would be fun it might reduce the practical benefits of owning a trailer.

Monday, however dawned a bit grey and I eventually heard the key word, saw the key piece of equipment, and was invited to pile into the rattly old van. Jock piled in too but F delivered him to the Boss and we left with me looking at F asking why we had the spare human in the van.  He turned out to have his uses - a short walk while F was doing some business, and company while she was in the supermarket.

Then I got let loose in Argyl Park and I went mad galloping, sprinting, using humans for the gravitational slingshot effect. F said she could hear my paws thundering on the turf.  I ran back and forth all the way round the park, watched F collect some coloured leaves, sniffed the tennis ball sized walnuts (F says they are black walnuts) and was made to sit still while a very small human charged at me with her arms outspread. Her grandparents encouraged her to 'pat' me. F extracted me.

F took me for a walk again today and we visited a place where humans get their hair styled and I was allowed inside. That was exciting, I thought I might get styled and headed for a recently vacated chair but I got dragged out again with all the humans chuckling about my rugged styling.

Yours

Fergus