The Pet Shop Boys (and Girls)

We had an errand to run on this evening’s walk. Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot was running low on prison rations so we had to go to the pet shop to get him some more. I would normally object to running errands for Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot but as I have recently taken on the responsibility of Chief Prison Warden I must take my duties seriously and look after my prisoner. I decided to take on this role because I feel that my security responsibilities should also cover internal as well as external dangers and Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot is definitely an internal danger. It also makes me feel good.

Anyway, we headed off and almost immediately encountered the little barking, snarling dog. He decided to hide under a different car today and snarl at me. I suppose a change is as good as a rest. I ignored him and walked on and soon met another excited dog who poked his head out of his yard fence and barked and barked and barked. Calm down little dog, you will give yourself a headache!

Early evening is a busy time to walk the streets. Lots of people are coming home from work, whilst others come out of their homes to enjoy the cool evening air or go to the shops and bakeries. I am fine walking with lots of people around me but my size makes some of them very nervous and I lost count of the number of people that crossed the road when they saw me or quickly stepped into shop door ways. Don’t worry people. I don’t bite. You are more in danger of me slobbering over you!

We arrived at the pet shop and bought Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot’s prison rations and then spent some time in a small park before heading home. I like this park. It has fountains and trees and lots of small children running and playing. I would have joined in but De kept me on the lead so I rewarded her lack of trust by leaning my head on her knee and dribbling.

On the way home I saw a Caucasian Shepherd dog on the other side of the road, out for a walk like me. Unfortunately, he was being bothered by another dog. I know the feeling my friend. What is it about us that creates such unwanted attention?

We arrived home and I watched the tall person fill Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot’s seed container. Hmm, enjoy your prison rations Mr. ‘Crazy’ Parrot – we are having a barbeque tonight!

He is like a mother attuned to the sound of her crying child

I woke up early today, which meant that the tall person also woke early. I know that because I woke him. We have an arrangement. Whoever hears me bark in the morning gets up to let me outside. It is usually the tall person who hears me. Perhaps he has extremely good hearing or is a light sleeper or he is like a mother who is attuned to the sound of her crying child. I like to think it is the latter explanation because it is such a lovely one. Or, it could be that De and the little person are a little deaf or are deep sleepers or just pretend to be!

Anyway, it’s nice to spend some quality time with the tall person at the crack of dawn. I say quality time but that is perhaps exaggerating it just a little bit. When the tall person gets up his eyes are half closed and he staggers to the back door to let me out. I stay outside for a while and by the time I come back in he has drunk a cup of strong coffee and is wide awake. You are probably thinking that we are now ready to stand side by side and face the challenges of a new day. Yes and no. Yes because the tall person now has caffeine coursing through his veins like a volcanic lava flow and no because I now feel very sleepy.

Enjoy your morning tall person, I’m going back to sleep.