It's quieter around our household, now that Archie has left us. Jamie and Nera arrived home on Tuesday and came straight here to pick him up. It was not our choice to have a dog, of course, but he wheedled his way into our lives and now has left a yawning gap. There's still evidence of his presence: a folded rug on the lounge, a bowl of water on the floor of the kitchen but, eventually, all that will disappear. I suppose I'll be digging scraps of biscuit out of various corners for a while yet but no more madly affectionate little beast trying to sit on my shoulder or jumping around excitedly when he thinks we are going out in the car.
Do I miss him? Guess!
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