| [**Tags**|gianna, house move, walks]I think My Humans have it in for Me. What did I do to deserve this?The upheaval just goes on and on and on. We're living in a strange house that's nothing like home. All the rooms are full of boxes, jumbled heaps of furniture, and the smell of paint. There's nowhere for Me to lie but down in the cellar, and the Humans keep stomping in and out of there with armfuls of stuff. Human One is busy doing incomprehensible things with stuff; Human Two is busy being bad-tempered at Human One. Meanwhile nobody takes Me for My proper entitlement of walks. About the only comfortable place in the house is My bed upstairs, and just now Human Two came in, took off all its clothes, and snuggled up alongside Me as though the bed was its! Which of course was uncomfortably warm, so I had to get out of the bed and lie on the floor. Drat those pesky Humans!I don't know what's going on; I don't know how long we're going to stay here; I don't know when My next walks will be; I don't know any of the other dogs round here; I didn't ask to be here; and I want to go back home.The only good thing in My life right now is that I'm doing well at training the Humans to give Me dried pigs' ears.—At least yesterday something nice happened. The rollybox took Me and Human Two back to our old town, the place where we should be living, where I know all the smells and the good places to pee. We almost went home, properly home, but then Human Two dragged Me aside to the house of Gianna, My darling husky girlfriend. But like the last few times we've visited, Gianna wasn't there. Just her human was there, and a lot of photos of Gianna, and the human's face sort of scrunches up and water runs out of her eyes every time she looks at the photos. Humans are so weird sometimes. Fortunately the two humans let Me take them for a long walk in the woods, and then we all had something to eat, and I caught up on sleep while the humans sat in front of the computer and made mouth noises. And then the rollybox took us swiftly along many roads, back through the night to our cluttered and uncomfortable new home. |
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