Sunday, June 21, 2015
June 21. Day 172. Placid ... normally
1) People talking in the street outside our home
2) Dogs outside the front gate
3) Me visiting Margaret next door without allowing Rumple to accompany me.
Today all three happened at once. I'd taken Margaret out on an errand and Rumple could hear us talking in her drive on our return. As if that wasn't bad enough two dog walkers had stopped for a chat just outside our gate. Rumple decided it was time to let his displeasure known at the infringements to his perceived territory. It was loud and long.
Now this wouldn't have been so bad except for one small thing. One of the dog walkers outside by gate was none other than Dr Cam Day, animal behavioural therapist to the stars. Way to go fur friend. But Rumple is not the type to hold a grudge for long. Before Dr Cam could get out his apppintment book and schedule an emergency session I returned and picked Rumple up ans he laid on the charm all tail wagging sweetness. Just as well. I think enough members of this household are undergoing therapy without adding the dog to the list.