Turns out Granny (that's Dad's Mum), who lives about 15 mins away, has a special necklace. If she's in trouble she presses a button on it and someone gets her some help. Anyway, she'd pressed it this morning and the people who it's connected to tried to ring her and couldn't, so they phoned Mum, and that's why they had to get to her fast. I think that's pretty impressive.
Luckily there was nothing wrong at all - she'd pressed it without realising! She was pleased to see Mum and Dad anyway and then I got a big treat. Rory, an 8 year old Border Terrier lives with Granny and he fancied a walk. Granny suggested he might like one with me as it would be good for us to meet each other, now I've had my "little operation". Apparently Rory disapproves of dogs that haven't had it. I don't understand what that all means, never mind.
So off we went - I was rather excited:
"Hey, fancy jumping around? What about a race? Go on, you pull Mum, I'll pull Dad and wheeee, let's get the leads tangled..... can I sniff you.... you can sniff me.... Oh man this is gonna be fun ......." :"Oi! Now then, young whippersnapper - enough of that - civilised behaviour only in my village PLEASE!!"
What a bore that Rory seems to be!! Along the footpath we came to fields and Dad took the lead from me so I could chase around. Rory said he felt safer staying tied to Mum with his stretchy lead. No way was he going to play, but he was friendly enough to me and was happy to have me give him kisses. I kept checking on him and Mum, and both were fine though I was surprised Rory was panting a lot even though they were not walking as fast as we usually do. Mum explained that he only walks slowly with Granny; he isn't used to running around like me and he is 8 years old, not a youngster. Ok, fine, whatever. We all enjoyed it anyway.
