Saturday – well, nearly Sunday!
The day begins with a bang.
Boss carries me down the stairs as usual. But she forgets how many steps there are and misses the last one. Her brain – didn’t know she had one, she can’t smell a seagull when it’s almost up her nose – has taken over. I don’t feel a thing. We fly across the hall. Then Boss does a four point landing against the wall: forehead first, THUMP, then two knees and a finger.
She puts me down gently on the floor before curling up on the door mat. Funny place to curl. It’s covered in my hair. She groans.
She soon gets up and out I go into the garden.
Wow! The park! White stuff all over the grass. The smells are out of this world. Mice, rats, voles, squirrels, foxes, birds and some very small creature I don’t recognise.
The sun is very bright and I cower when the shadows threaten me. But not for long because of the marvellous white stuff.
We meet Conchobhar. He smells wonderful too. Give him a quick sniff.
Whoopee! Good to be a dog today!
Isis came from the Aeza cat and dog rescue and adoption centre in Aljezur, Portugal. For information about adopting an animal from the centre, contact kerry@aeza.org or www.dogwatchuk.com
Isis, my blind/deaf dog 
Are you OK Pat? You did very well not to drop Isis! Will she not learn to walk on the lead down the stairs? She did it at the vets here, only 5 steps but she was OK with it.
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I’m fine thanks Kerry. It’s typical of me.
You’re right. She climbed down lots of steps in Wales
The first time I tried her here she panicked. But that was a long time ago
I’ll try her again – especially as she likes to pop upstairs for a snooze after her walks. Pat
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