A new cleaning product has made the floors dangerously slippery, apparently. For the last few days Bertie has had to be coaxed into the livingroom using Frolic, the crack cocaine of the dog world. Otherwise he stands trembling, whining and barking in the hallway.
It won't be a problem for the next month, of course, because today I took him to the kennels. What a shock! "Hey, hang on, the door's shut! Where are you going? Hey!" I did feel guilty, and I hope he settles in quickly and enjoys the change of scene.
The floors didn't seem to be slippy at all.
Well it's nearly 1am, the taxi's coming at 7.30, so I'd better get to bed. My bag is packed and I'm all set.
I don't think I've forgotten anything.
I'M VERY, VERY EXCITED.
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