Friday, 12 October 2012
In the balance - a trip to Nottingham
Oh I have been ever so looking forward to a mid-October trip to Nottingham to see my Human Grandparents. Gail bought the train tickets ages ago, first class even, so that I would have plenty of room with no danger of being crushed. She specially planned the journey so that I could have a good romp around Princes Street Gardens in Edinburgh en route too.
Now she is saying she's not sure I should go with her next week.
I am rather upset.
I know that Human Grandad is not well after his fall. We are hoping he will be home from hospital in a few days.
Oh but I SO want to see him again, and try to cheer him up. HGD always smiles at me and gives me friendly pats on the head. And it's not like I don't know that I must be on best behaviour. I've been reminding Gail how Human Granny said of me "he's no trouble" last time I visited.
So HGD is very, very wobbly at the moment. But also restless and confused. And HGY is coping magnificently but she too is no longer young and bouncy. Things are difficult.
Well, I would like to point out it's not as if I'm like my predecessor Hamish, who had a reputation for getting under people's feet. I mean, Gail doesn't have to issue 'trip hazard' warnings to workmen who come to our house these days...
Another of my strong points is providing in-house entertainment. If HGD cannot go out, or concentrate on reading or the TV any more, he can always sit and watch me and my manoeuvres. And I've noticed he likes it when he's in his favourite armchair and I come to I lie at his side and rest my little russet head on one of his always well polished shoes.
I have until Tuesday to convince Gail that I should come with her to Nottingham, to work my own brand of magic on HGD.
Please help me!