Hi guys
Grandpa says I have to apologise to the Mercia Marina Cleaners, who are a hardworking dedicated band of women who get up very early in the morning (much earlier than me) to make sure that all the facilities blocks are bright and shining. Far from being strange old dears, he says they are mostly not that old, no stranger than any other boaters and given their wages, not that dear, either.
So there you are! Sorry ladies, and nice one, Chris, if you feel 21, that’s what you are…
:D
Last night wasn’t too bad, I only had to bark at a couple of explosions while in the boat and one during my last thing walk. Mind you, since the AGPs played their idea of music all evening (I mean, Glenn Miller? Frank Sinatra? The Beach Boys? Jim Ryder? Who? No, me neither) I had my paws over my ears much of the time.
They also wrapped me up in this strange blue shirt to see if that would help:
It did in a way, I mean, blue is so not my colour that I just hid in my bed all the time and tried to sleep to forget about it.
Never mind, when we did get to bed, they had to get up again at about half three in the way that aged folks do and I wangled my way onto the bed then instead of having to wait until much later, so a bit of a result there.
We all had a good lie in before getting up and staggering about a bit in the morning. I made them walk round the marina in the rain again before coffee break, but let them have a good relax after that. I’m a bit worried about overdoing it, frankly, they are really not as young as they were.
We all had a good post prandial zizz, then I let Granny stay on the boat whilst taking Grandpa along the canal again. That turned out to be a right trek; it started to rain very wetly, I hadn’t got my coat on and Grandpa got very damp and despondent. By the time we got back to the boat I needed a lot of drying and Grandpa disappeared for simply ages to change his trousers.
Turned out Granny had been into the village to buy bread, so she’s looking a bit weary too.
Never mind, Mummy should come and rescue me (again) tonight and the AGPs can have some peace and quiet, though they are muttering about doing a pump out tomorrow, whatever that is…
Take care, guys
Loads of licks
Your friend
Sally
5 comments:
Beanz, Archie Beanz here - Sally, Sally Sally, have I taught you nothing - NEVER apologise - we secret agents are ALWAYS right :-)
Archie Beanz, nb Indigo Dream
Like your blue attire but it is not really you, is it? If it helped keep you calm during the fireworks though, who cares what you look like? Suggest to those old folk you care for (do you get an allowance for caring for them?) that they should go to Pets at Home or similar and get you a proper thunder shirt before the next fireworks at New year. They are really effective and although you may not get one to match your eyes, they don't look too bad on a girl.
I won't return your licks but consider yourself well and truly petted.
One of your admirers, Ann. If my dogs were as smart as you, they would have replied personally but they haven't really mastered the keyboard yet.
Wages? WAGES??
No, no, no Sally, we don't get paid, we consider that we are providing a public service, a bit like Help the Aged, you know, like you do when you lead the AGP's around the marina for their daily exercise;)
Lets face it, there are many moorers who would miss our friendly daily banter, ha ha ha
Auntie Chris x
I also feel that you Sally should be congratulated for the service that you provide in getting the AGPs out of the boat. It is way beyond 'Help the Aged' in my opinion. I'm not really sure what the next category is after 'Help the Aged' but, anyway, Sally you provide it.
If it wasn't for you Sal they would just laze about the boat, buying the odd loaf of bread and newspaper and then try to impress us with how quickly they did the crossword. Thank goodness you drag them out otherwise they would hardly see daylight during the winter months.
I told Sally about all these comments, but she just looked at me, yawned, stretched and went back to her bed in her cave cage.
I think she may be just too weary to bother; you'll all have to wait for her next visit to get a reply, I guess.
Cheers folks
Bruce aka Grandpa
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