20 JANUARY 2014 Good morning to all my new friends on Facebook. Just to give you an Edie update. I’ll tell you what I’ve been doing since last time I wrote. Debbie wore me out yesterday. She gave me my dinner and cuddled me to sleep. I liked that. Debbie came to bed at about 7pm. I think she was tired too. I checked her in the night and I have to report I had to wake her up several times to make her breathe properly again. She’s a bit of a worry at night. I’m glad we sleep in the same room so I can be on hand if needed. I had to wake her up for a poo at about 12 am but you know – when you’ve got to go, you’ve got to go. Debbie didn’t mind anyway. By about 5.45 I was ready to get up. I put my nose into Debbie’s bed and surprised her by putting my cold wet nose into her hand. I’ve got her well trained now so she woke up and took me outside. She really wanted to go back to sleep, but no I wasn’t having any of that so I got one of her shoes and pushed it into her hand. She got the hint and went and got dressed. I watched as she slooowly put on her socks, sloooowly put on her shoes, sloooowly got her keys and put them in her pocket, sloooowly got her coat on. I could barely contain my impatience. Come on Debbie. I’m at the peak of my physical condition. I need to tone up. Get me out into the dark morning for a warm up for the day. I’m pleased to say that she can now put on my lead and special guide dog harness properly. I should think so too. For goodness sake! How much practice do you need Debbie? As her personal trainer I was taken by surprise when she set off. I had to move a bit faster. What’s happening? And she didn’t want to stop. No mistakes either and even when I didn’t want to she made me stop at every kerb. What’s going on?? When I got in I had to sit down and think this over. My conclusion was that, I’m SuperEdie. It’s going to work. Give her another 4 weeks and you won’t know the woman. That’ll be great for me. At the moment our IQs match but I’m well ahead on physical fitness. She’s well ahead on caring skills. That leads me to this morning’s dilemma. I’m having a bit of an identity crisis. I’m growing up really quickly now, and I think my puppy days are nearly over. I’m a big strong guide dog. I’m Super Edie. I have rippling muscles, a shiny healthy coat, a healthy appetite, a passion for walkies, and a deep woof that I am perfecting at the window. I’m a girl to be reckoned with. But………………..I like Debbie being my mummy. I like her cuddles and her reassurance. And that little lion she bought me as my coming to live in Debbie’s house present, it doesn’t leave my side. And when I’m scared, sad, lonely, not sure, or wanting a cuddle, I pick it up and take it to Debbie. She knows how to make me feel better. We all need our mums. Take it from me. Lots of lovely doggy wishes to you all and have a happy day. Edie Mitchell XXX
Posted on: Mon, 20 Jan 2014 07:27:23 +0000
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