I went for a walk yesterday.
There was nothing exceptional about it but by the end of it I was flagging a bit. So was Penny.
We made our way up the village with Penny on a slack lead so she could stop and sniff any piss that took her interest. If she did stop, I would just carry on knowing she’d catch up.
As we approached the coffee shop her pace quickened. Off she went at a trot and straight in the coffee shop gate, across the terrace to the door. I had no choice in the matter. Penny wanted the coffee shop and that was the end of any debate.
I should point out that Penny has a thing about shops. She is very reluctant to enter any door that isn’t home. She prefers to be left outside, waiting happily until I return.
Not so the coffee shop. Not only does she love the shop but everyone inside loves her. So yesterday I opened the door and in she shot. Squeals of delight and the word passed around that Penny had arrived so everyone could come and see her.
They hardly noticed me.