I expect some of you are wondering where I stay these days on visits to Nottingham, now that Human Granny's house has been sold.
Well I am delighted to report that Gail's friend Janet is proving a most accommodating hostess.
The wee house she bought last year is perfectly suited to my needs.
The double bed in Janet's spare room is most comfortable, and may even have space for Gail.
It is only a short walk from the house to a pretty, willow lined canal.
Although I'm not sure why Gail was looking nervous at this particular point as I inspected the lock...
Anyway, on Sunday afternoon, while Gail was visiting Human Granny, I showed my gratitude to Janet by volunteering to help her with some gardening.
I believe I understood it correctly, that my role was to transport soil from the recently dug flower bed to the kitchen floor?
Oh and I ate up some cat poo I found too.
At least Janet seemed pleased with me 'cos later she left a whole box of flapjacks out on the back doorstep, and of course, being a well brought up pup, I knew she would be insulted if I didn't consume them right away. And then lick the container clean.
Yes, all in all, it was most satisfactory visit.
I do hope I'll be invited again.
Oh, Gail is saying I have presented an "interesting" account of my stay, and that readers might just choose to put a different interpretation
on the events reported here...