I’ve been to that ‘k’ place again. All it takes is a bit of sunshine for T and P to take off to pastures new. I don’t know where they go but I wish they’d take me with them.
They are getting very sly these days, hiding any sign of a trip away. The suitcase doesn’t come out of the cupboard until the last minute so I have no time to jump in and hide or pack a bag of my own. I’ve always thought that T would want to take me with them and what T wants T gets, P has no option. But they don’t, so I must assume that it’s down to her. It’s a problem that needs addressing, but I am not sure how to go about it as I’m whisked off to the kennels before you can say Paddy Fabulous Willy of West Yorkshire. So I can’t cling to her leg as she is going out of the door and I certainly can’t appeal to her better nature as she hasn’t got one.
I know they’ve been away as I can tell by the smell of the house when they eventually fetch me home. If they won’t take me with them why can’t they leave me at home to look after the place? I know where my food is and if they left the doors open I could go in and out, no problem. Could even have my friends round for a little party, we wouldn’t make a mess we’re all house trained. Opening the gin might be a problem but I am sure we’d manage, we don’t need ice or lime but tonic would be good. As long as no one asked for cocktails I’d be fine.
There are no mini bars in the rooms at the ‘k’ place, don't think alcohol is allowed, so maybe I could try to smuggle in a bottle of gin the next time I go, as I know there will be a next time. It would certainly help to make the time go quickly and I bet the other inmates would appreciate a party. I just need to find mixers and glasses. Do you think swizzle sticks would add that extra touch?
