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Another email from an old friend that I thought you'd like to read.

Hi Monty,

At last she's let me get my paws on the PC, I have been waiting ages to write to you.  Actually, between you and me, the only reason I'm here now is 'cos she messed up.

Tonight is one of my nights out with the boys, when we do "fun" stuff.  However, when we got there tonight, there was no-one there!  Got home again, - then she decides to check the answer phone! Turns out, meeting's cancelled because of the weather what a bunch of wimps these two footers are.

Sunday night was the agility meeting and I will admit it was cold - even through my coat it was cold.  Poor old Mum it took her so long to get all the clothes on before we went out, I almost thought it wouldn't be worth going.  Have you found that? First thing in a morning when you're sat there with your legs crossed, there she is, faffing about with hat, scarf, socks, boots, gloves - must take five minutes to get all the gear on. To be fair it is very cold on that beach of a morning, if she chased the ball like I did she’d soon warm up though.

I had a great time in October when I came over to Bluebell Woods - I was really sorry not to see you.   But your mum and dad, Les and Tracey, made a big fuss of me, it was good to see that Les hadn't forgotten me, I love that guy, you know I remember when he really looked after me when I was only a puppy and my mum left me there for ages. Tracey's really cool, I think, and I just know she loves me as well.   

I stayed for a week with Iggy and his two footer Marion (she's pretty cool as well). Of course, I've known Iggy since I was quite little, we used to meet up now and again, go walking and stuff. You’d like him - he's real laid back. I have to tell you, one evening we all went for a walk and Iggy went missing. He came home an hour or so later and boy was he dirty! Can't blame the chap,it was a very hot evening, so he went to look for some water.  Unfortunately, it was very muddy water that he found. They made him go in the swimming pool, they tried to get me in the pool as well - no thanks mate, what’s the point? I wasn’t thirsty and it wasn’t even muddy in there!

The only downside to staying with Auntie Marion was this other dog; his name was Boxxie and he really didn't want me to stay there. So I had to make sure I was able to be in the house and he had to stay outside – that showed him.  Mum and Marion did try to get us to bond a couple of times, they let him come in the kitchen and I just stayed under the table as you know if I can't see him, he can't see me! Mum enjoyed herself though so maybe I’ll give him a go next time.

Then I went to see Jane and my cats. I know you’re not a fan of cats but it is very strange to see them in their new home, but they are obviously very happy there. They remembered me and Mum thought and they made a fuss of us. They kept trying to get in the car – if they spent as much time in there as I do they’d think twice about that.

The she had another visit lined up - a german shepherd dog but she was a girl, and she barks at me a lot, which worries me, but my old mates Sue and Gordon live just down the road and I like seeing them. I stayed with them one Christmas when Mum had to go somewhere, and I had a fantastic time. (I think that was when me and Iggy really got to know each other.)

We had some pretty good walks round there - it's always good to re-visit old walks. The main problem, though, was that the bedroom was upstairs. You know stairs aren’t a problem for me mate but these stairs where something else. Apparently, they are called spiral stairs. It felt like chasing my tail whilst climbing the stairs - I got halfway up and found my front feet on the top of the bookcase! I made it to the landing eventually, but it was touch and go a couple of times.

All in all, I had a really great time, seeing all my friends there that I really miss. It is pretty grotty when we get back here and life returns to normal - boring! We do have some great times though, this walking thingy where we go by coach to new places, then walk for miles, then get back on the coach and come home - that's really great. 

Loads of Love to you all
ALFIE  (and his Mum)

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