Remembering
Hello everybody.
My name is Penny and I am a sort of Lurcher who lives with Grandad at the Manor. He is letting me write today for a change.
I had an exciting day a couple of days ago. Grandad put on my harness which usually means something interesting. If he lets me into the car without a harness it just means we are driving somewhere and back again without any walks, which seems a bit pointless but Humans are like that sometimes. Maybe he’s just bringing the car for a walk?
But my harness was on and we drove in the car. We stopped in the village and I got out on my lead. Of course I had to visit every lamppost and litter bin to savour the glorious smells of piss left by other dogs. I left a lot of piss of my own for others to enjoy.
We came to a gate and I suddenly felt strange. I knew the gate meant something special but I couldn’t remember what. Anyway I went in the gate. The place looked familiar but I couldn’t remember why. Anyway I followed my nose and came to a door. Grandad opened the door for me and I went in.
Suddenly I was surrounded by excited people all screeching my name and wanting to pet me. That was nice. And then I remembered….
CHICKEN!
They gave me loads of chicken pieces and I remembered everything. I remembered that I had to wait while Grandad ordered a coffee [whatever that is?] and then we went outside and sat in the sun while Grandad talked to other Humans. I wonder why Humans never sniff each other’s bottoms? Humans are strange.
I hope I never forget this place again.
Grandad,
Apologies if I've posted this before – old age you know – but Penny's last sentence bounced it into my head so if it's old to you, let Penny read it this time…
The doggies held a meeting,
They came from near and far,
Some came by motor cycle,
And some by motor car.
Each doggie passed the doorway,
Each doggie signed the book,
Each one unshipped his asshole
And hung it on a hook.
One dog was not invited,
It sorely raised his ire.
He ran into the meeting hall
And loudly shouted, "Fire!"
It threw them in confusion
And without a second look
Each grabbed another's asshole
From off another hook.
And that's the reason why sir,
When walking down the street,
And that's the reason why sir,
When doggies chance to meet,
And that's the reason why sir,
On land, aboard or home,
They'll sniff each other's backside…
To see if it's their own.
Ah yes. Always deserves repeating?
Happy days!
*big smile*
Excellent! Shades of normality at last. I envy you, Penny. Give my best to Grandad will you?
Kingfisher's is open and Penny has chicken – the world is returning to normal!