I like food, and I’ve traveled the world!
(Sort of.)
Dear Diary,
On Day 3, I decided to let the human sit next to me in the sun, while I was lying down.
Now, you must understand, I’ve never let her do this before, and we’ve been together for almost 9 years.
She was so happy!
Until she rang home, that is, and found out her dad has the flu. He swears it’s not CV, and that he’s on the mend, but she worries. He’s 82 and mum is 80 in a few weeks, and not very well.
They had a long chat, and he’s planning his next trip to France already, sounding quite chipper.
She also heard from a friend in the UK, who is also battling flu, that he’s ok, but “middling”.
Still a little worried, but then she brought carrots and we made her smile again.
Stormy tried to check on her with Timmy, but she told him something about “Social Distance” and “no visitors allowed” and “definitely not multiple visitors who try to get into the house with their dirty hooves.”
I don’t get it. Is that some kind of in-joke?
Anyway, it’s been a roller coaster day for us today.
Greets,
Oz