Funny how things go.
Today is the first day back to school after Xmas for Boys 1 and 2, finally.
But don't feel too sorry for them, they are on half term soon (give it a couple of days max)...
So this morning the house is quiet. Too quiet.
But I start doing Useful and Pro-Active Tasks
The doorbell rings - it is my neighbour. "Do you know anything about this dog?" she asks, indicating an incredibly cute, sandy-coated scallywag (ok, you guessed, I have n't a clue what breed he is). Who gambols into house and runs around a bit. I chase after him, retrieve him, and say "No".
My neighbour is late for an appointment so I offer to take him in.
I close the door. I look at the dog. The dog looks at me, and then rolls over to have his tummy tickled. He knows a soft touch when he sees it.
I inspect his collar and see he is called Alfie and ring the accompanying mobile number. I am not cool in a crisis and this is not even a crisis - I get in a terrible muddle trying to get my glasses on, read the mobile number and stop Alfie play biting my hands. I leave a breathless, flustered message...
Alfie and I look at each other a bit more. I am not sure what to do with dogs - should I offer him a cup of tea? Would he like to do the crossword?
Alfie then makes a joyous break for it up the stairs.
I retrieve him.
He goes into the kitchen, jumps on the sofa and gets excited about the dog he can see in the big mirror. And then launches himself up the stairs again.
It reallys speaks volumes. I have only just met Alfie and he is already behaving as naughtily as Boys 1 and 2. Children and animals just know...
Finally I work out the best thing to do is to contain Alfie in the study, which is where we are now. He has now gone to sleep, just like a worn out toddler.
And hurrah - his owner rings up and tells me her au pair is on the way to collect him. He has escaped by digging a hole under the gate..I suppose he just fancied some company.
She tells me not to worry about puddles, he is past that stage.
So I won't mention to her the yellow patch on the rug...
|Alfie really enjoyed my amusing anecdote about what I once said to the double glazing salesman....|