With one last look at the fields outside where I had run freely the last ten days, Mairi and I set off on our journey to London.Through crowded trains and tubes, and thousands of hurried feet, I journeyed back to my city.
South Kensington, I hear them say – that’s us! Hurried off tube and meandered through the tunnels, up the stairs and more tunnels. Then the scary moving stairs where Mairi had to carry me – not only because I am afraid of them but it is required that dogs have to be carried. Then more tunnels – a complete maze.
We finally reached the turnstiles – there were hundreds and hundreds of people going through them and we had to wait our turn.
Mairi was checking out the trains when I turned and saw a face in the crowd that I know. I pulled excitedly to let Mairi know … it’s MUMMY!!!!Hi! Hi! Hi! I was so excited – I clambered onto her …
Hugs and kisses this timeBig smile!
We said goodbye to Mairi – thank you, Mairi for a lovely time. We will see you again soon, we hope!
Up the stairs we went – and hello London! – busy streets full of impatient drivers, cyclists that whizz by too fast, naughty white vans that don’t give a hoot and huge buses that gets in the way and lots of traffic lights to stop and wait at.I think we’re definitely in London.It says so everywhere.
We took the bus home. On the way, Mummy told me though that I am not staying home – not just yet. A few more days, she said. She wanted to be totally alright before she can take care of us both. I’m a little sad but this is for the best.
May’s comment: Well, it wasn’t so difficult to let her go – she was so excited to see Annie and left in such a hurry!!!! Two weeks, I was told – take it easy and rest. So grateful for Annie and Andrew to take her for the next few days where she will continue to be spoiled and have the opportunity to run and play with Stanley. And Darcy did not hold back her excitement.
Through my ordeal and unexpected prolonged episode, I have realised a few things. Firstly, I am blessed to be surrounded by caring and helpful friends and neighbours who have offered to help out – that I must let them know if I should need anything. Though it might have been comforting to have someone there the first day/night, I am quite capable of taking care of myself. But it’s the little chores that I needed help with – groceries in particular, the odd urgent matter, and the dogs – especially the dogs.
It’s awkward asking for help, but I was left with no choice this time. People have busy lives so when they extend their hand, they (usually) mean it. And I have had the pleasure of seeing how pleased these friends and neighbours were when I did ask them to help me out in some small way. Something to keep in mind and to be grateful for.