It was after a lot of workywalkies - first taking Mum to a red-and-white-striped shop where she did a decent thing: She got me a bone! Yesssss! Then to a green shop where she got me a big carrot! Yesssss! Then back again to Papa's home, before setting off out to take Mum and Dad workywalkies on a longish hike to find the bus stop, then, of course, a bus ride, then another workywalkies to find the huge humanvets. A further workywalkies through the corridors took us to a bed with Papa in it! I was sooooooo happy to find him I may just have cried a little! Apparently he didn't have the same operation as the vet did to me when I was a pup. Papa has a hole in his belly and a little bottle with some rattly things in it. He had all sorts of funny things sticking out of his front paws and a tube under his nose, but he was happy and sitting up.
I got some good fusses and loves from the workyladies in there, interspersed between snoozings on the floor while Mum, Dad and Papa did a load of yacketying.
The return journey seemed to go on forever - even though I was walking a lot faster (I was a sad boy on the way but a happy boy on the way back!). It was waaaaaayyyy past my dinnertime! I was starving! We didn't even go straight back - we went into a shop first! How wicked was that?!! Mum made me work even more before my starvation alleviation! I just about made it. I just about found the strength to get to my bowl in time to prevent complete disappearance!
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| Photo shows me sitting on Papa's armchair, front paws dangling over the front. Well.....someone had to take charge in his absence! |
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