I've just been reading a nice article by Neil Oliver in the Scottish section of today's Sunday Times. He and his wife have two Irish wolfhounds and they have sent them away for a couple of days while some work is being done on the house. He describes the strangeness of the situation so well. We are off for a couple of days on business. We're back on Tuesday. We have to put the Pop Dog into kennels on Saturday because they are shut on Sunday. The situation was so similar to what Neil describes.
The house this Sunday morning is strangely empty as we pack up everything for the trip. No soft nose prodding my thigh at breakfast saying "Hurry up old man. Let's get out and walk!". Poppy is firmly bonded to me - more so than to R. When I sit, she sits beside me. When I get up she's up and following me. We do most things together around the house and in the garden. Me doing and she watching or lying beside me.
Then there's the playful intrusion if she thinks I'm not being interesting enough. It's usually a spare food bowl that she brings to taunt me into a chase round the dining room table.
Yes the house is just too quiet without her.
It's not for long. We are back Tuesday lunchtime and I'll pick her up early afternoon (brace, brace for impact). Then we can all go out over the fields together and life will be back to normal and our home will be complete again.
The house this Sunday morning is strangely empty as we pack up everything for the trip. No soft nose prodding my thigh at breakfast saying "Hurry up old man. Let's get out and walk!". Poppy is firmly bonded to me - more so than to R. When I sit, she sits beside me. When I get up she's up and following me. We do most things together around the house and in the garden. Me doing and she watching or lying beside me.
Then there's the playful intrusion if she thinks I'm not being interesting enough. It's usually a spare food bowl that she brings to taunt me into a chase round the dining room table.
Yes the house is just too quiet without her.
It's not for long. We are back Tuesday lunchtime and I'll pick her up early afternoon (brace, brace for impact). Then we can all go out over the fields together and life will be back to normal and our home will be complete again.
) but her presence is so important. She is what makes us a family and we find it difficult when she’s not here
