While we were in Wales Isis notched up four ‘firsts’.
One is very negative. We are returning one morning from the beach and descending the concrete steps. They are bordered on one side by the sea wall and open on the promenade side. We often use them. Isis, walking on the promenade side suddenly steps off the edge and falls a couple of feet onto the promenade, banging her head. She gets up and seems fine but I am upset that I have let this happen. A wake-up call. You can’t switch off with Isis.
The next day she passes a Parson’s Jack Russell and when I pause to speak to his owner she actually walks back a little way, lifts her head and sniffs his nose. Well, well, Isis, you are coming on.
The same evening I get an extended invitation to play. She approaches me, executes several neat little play bows, woofs softly and tries to pin me down with a paw.
And one night, towards the end of our stay, when I sit in my armchair she jumps up on my knee, stretches herself across my legs, sighs contentedly and falls asleep. She has not sat on my lap before. How sweet.
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 firstname.lastname@example.org or www.dogwatchuk.com