Pegs and the city - Day 1
am: I emerge from my slumber, Pegs clocks me instantly from behind the safety of the other bedroom door. I think she had forgotten I was here because she let out an almighty bark and howl in my direction - love you too Pegs!
Luckily for me she had a walk at 6am and ‘did her business’ so I didn’t have to battle to get her out of the house. While I enjoyed a hot shower I couldn’t escape the fact that Peggy was stubbornly continuing with the cold shoulder treatment.
Time to make my first journey in from my new city residence. This was simple, comfortable and quick - not what I expected for rush hour tube commuting. WIN
pm: The moment I’ve been fearing all day, my reunion with Pegs. Door open, two steps inside, she clocks me and…BARK BARK, HOWL, BARK, HOOWWWWLLLLLL, BARK BARK BARK. Ok I am fairly shite scared at the minute as she’s a sizeable dog. I give her a steely stare and she calms and returns to her bed. This is going to be a long night.
An hour has passed, she still hasn’t emerged. I have no choice but to enter her territory, fearing for my life, treat in hand. She watches as I creep in, no doubt laughing inside at my feebleness. Once I think she’s settled I offer a treat - she offers me a turned up nose.
Time for walkies:
- Exit room
- Grab lead
- Return to room
- Peggy spies the lead
- She stands
- This is going well so far
- She pisses all over her bed!!!!!!!!!
- it’s relentless
- I think she’s secretly laughing on the inside - though I suspect she’s just terrified of me.
I am sooooo looking forward to walkies later, you can predict what might happen.
M, if you’re reading this the carpet is clean, the smell has gone and me and Pegs will be fine, really we will *runs off to cry in the corner*