Maybe you’re expecting me to
tell you more about Leo. But I’m not going to! He’s a cute little fellow – and
that’s all I plan to say about him today. Except that I was probably cuter at
the same age …
I’ve just crossed the river
dividing Three Cliffs Bay. I did it because Mum told me not to. Now she’s calling
me to return to her side of the river but I’m pretending to be deaf. This
should get her attention!
Keeping all my paws on the
sand I’m watching her. And she’s watching me while calling my name. Is she
wishing little Leo lived with us, instead of in Cornwall with my sister? I
think she is – and that she misses him and Joanna now that they are in their
own home.
Well, she’s got me, hasn’t
she? And I can keep her busy to ease the ‘missing’!
Mum’s coming across. The
current’s a bit strong and the water’s quite deep today, after all the
rain. Oops, it’s going over the top of
her boots! How do I know this? Because Mum’s complaining, loudly, about it …
Now she’s grabbing my
collar, snapping on my lead and saying: “I know what you’re doing, Sam, and
there’s no need.”
I look up at her,
enquiringly, as she removes a boot to tip the water out of it and then repeats
the process. “How do you mean?” I bark.
“You are, and always will
be, my number one chap. Do you understand?”
My doggy heart lifts and I
lick her hand.
