29/11/2018
I've been absent for a while, as Mum's been cavorting round castles again, pretending to 'work', but I'm back now! :)
The following is a guest post from Eleanor Graham, a lovely Scottish vet who came and looked after me while Mum was away.
Eleanor taught me to swim, performed cranio-sacral therapy on me (don't know what THAT is, but it sure as hell calmed me down!) and took me for endless walks.
In return, and to thank her, I pulled an entire table over, sending her breakfast flying, when I saw a German Shepherd who I didn't like, went swimming in a river - Eleanor nearly had kittens (luckily, she would have known how to deliver them) and my pièce de resistance was... well, read on...
E: Shall we talk about yesterday?
S: Do we have to?
E: Yes. I think it’s good to reflect on things……as part of this self-awareness week. We had been having such a lovely day. I had even remarked about how well it was all going. You hadn’t been on the lead at all. You’d played with the other dogs and had fun in the sea………..and then…………
S: Oh god, (sighs). Look, I don’t know what happened. I think I blanked out for a minute. I really didn’t know what I was doing. I think it’s probably related to my early dog-hood. You know, like PTSD or something. Yes, I think that’s probably it. But, yeah last thing I remember was seeing that nice lady sitting on the beach, then it all goes blank. When I came to, I realised I was mid-p*e on her shoulder. God, did that ACTUALLY happen?
E: Yes, it did.
S: There was a lot going on. I think maybe it all got a bit much-you know-triggered the PTSD.
E: From where I was standing it looked like you just ran up to that nice lady with a big smile on your face, cocked your leg and p*ed all over her.
S: Well, it would look like that to you. As we’ve discussed before, you are completely oblivious to what’s ACTUALLY happening in the world of dog. There was one big fluffy dog thing on my left doing God knows what, and then there was that Cavalier on my right, playing with the ball. I was pretty
keen to get in on that action, and of course the smiling woman sitting on the beach. I mean, it was all just a bit TOO much. It’s no wonder I flipped out. Right?!
E: LOL….
S: Jesus. It is a bit embarrassing isn’t it. I mean, God! I was just standing there in broad daylight pi***ng on her shoulder? Who does that? I mean, who DOES that?!
E: You do, apparently.
S: It was clearly an “episode”. Maybe I have partial seizures or narcolepsy or something. You know where you just blank out for a minute and do weird stuff? There is no way on God’s earth that I would intentionally p**s on someone’s shoulder. As long as you know that. I don’t want my readers to think I’m into any kind of B**M weird business. It was just a momentary lapse of concentration.
E: You don’t find me p*eing on someone every time I have a momentary lapse of concentration.
S: So you say…………….
E: I have, definitely, never done that.
S: Hmm…..
E: You left me grovelling “lo sientos” as I basically ran away. You didn’t exactly hang about to help.
S: I didn’t think there was much I could add…………….
E: You’re lucky she was nice
S: God, I know. That could have gone REALLY badly. It was a bit funny though, right?
E: Well, in hindsight. Yes, I suppose it was a BIT funny.
S: Hahahaha. God, it was REALLY funny. I “came to” mid p*e and looked at her. There was this moment of realisation, when we looked into each other’s eyes and both knew what was happening, but it was too late to stop or go back. I just had to go with it, and be like yeah, man, whatevs, see you around. I mean, what else do you do in that situation……………?
E: Yeah, to be fair, I think you handled it pretty well. I definitely could not have breezed it like you did. To follow it up by stealing her dog’s ball……….I take my hat off……………….
S: Yeah, baby. You knows it. I’m not called Mr Sparky for nothing. By the way, Mum is back tomorrow, and I want to do something special and look nice for her. I can see sparkles, glitter, ribbons, bows and some kind of welcome home placard. Can you work with that?
E: Yes, Sparky. I’ll go shopping tomorrow……………….