A little bit of sadness happened this week.
On Wednesday I went down to the village. This wasn’t my usual smash and grab raid where I nip down, buy something essential and then nip back home again. This was my little “respite” trip.
My “respite” trips are when I go down, maybe do a little shopping but end up in the coffee shop where I have a little time to myself, or maybe a chat with whoever happens to be around. These trips are the ones that Penny enjoys as she always gets fussed over and is given a fistful of chicken.
This week’s trip was different. Penny has been showing signs of age and the arthritis is a bit of a bother. The last time she was down we had to stop several times as she was feeling the strain of walking. So this week I left her at home.
I had a few non-essentials to buy on Wednesday and in each shop I was asked the same question – where’s Penny? I swear half the village doesn’t know who I am but everyone knows Penny. I’m just the bloke that Penny brings for a walk. I replied to each query with an explanation about the arthritis. They were all devastated. I notice no one gives a shit about the state of my health which shows which of us is the most popular. I know my place.
The coffee shop was the climax. They were all aghast that I didn’t have Penny with me and all but demanded I go home and collect her. Somewhat ironically I had parked the car just at the coffee shop so I could have brought her but the risk was that I would have had to park a lot further away. Anyhows, I had my mug of coffee and a smoke of the pipe but it wasn’t the same.
Penny is due her monthly shot at the vet’s next week. Maybe that will ease the aches and pains? Maybe I’ll be able to bring her for a coffee then?
It just ain’t the same without her.