P has gone away. I think he’s gone to a ‘K’ place, well where else would he go? Me and T took him, T said we were going to the station which must be the human name for a ‘K’ place. Hope it’s nicer than the one I go to, we don’t get any choice of food and I never get a room with a balcony.

He took a bag with him but I couldn’t see any sign of a bed, I always take my bed when I stay at the ‘K’ place. T probably wouldn’t let him take it as what would she sleep in? It’s a bit mean as there are other beds in our house, I know I’ve slept on them until T‘s found me and made me move. Mind you not every dog at my ‘K’ place takes their own bed so maybe one will be provided for P. I take my own food as well so that must be what was in P’s bag – he likes sausages, image a whole bag filled with sausages. I’d stay at the ‘K’ place indefinitely if they gave me sausages.

P’s absence now leaves me at the mercy of T. Granted P isn’t much of an ally as he doesn’t like to cross T but he does help divert attention away from me. Now she will only have me to concentrate on so it will be constant face washing, teeth cleaning and brushing. What joy. She’ll notice every little thing I do, there’ll be no peace. P has probably gone away for some peace and quiet, that is the one and only good thing I can say about the ‘K’ place – no T.

Don’t get me wrong, T is very good to me really, just fusses a lot. She never goes away though, if she did and left me with P I reckon he would give me sausages. She’d never know and I wouldn’t let on and P certainly wouldn’t dare tell her.

If only I could work out where this Me place is that T keeps saying she hasn’t been to then P could persuade her to go. I’ve thought of a way, P has Sat Nav in his car, I’m sure we could find it with that. I just have to get P to look without T finding out. Hope he’s back soon.