I have a new human mum

I am sure you have missed my canine conversations. I have been in recovery after my human mum walked out on me. I have been grieving.

First denial. This cannot happen. I am the joy of her life. She loves me. She would never leave me.

Then I was full of anger. How dare she abandon me! Ooooh, she really got my back up. Then I thought bargaining might bring her back. If I whimpered and looked sorrowful and promised to be more attentive and obedient then she might come back. No show.

So I went into a deep depression. Sad, sad sense of loss. Woe is me.

The next morning, I woke up and thought enough is enough. She’s out of my life. I felt acceptance of the situation. I had to move on.

But all that grieving had exhausted me, which is why I you haven’t heard from me.

You will be pleased to know that the lady with purple hair and funny accent is my new human mum. I think she’s better. She certainly takes me for a lot more walks. We walk through crunchy leaves and go to different places like her favourite coffee shop.

I trained her to serve my food as I like it and, because she goes away on most days, I get my Greenie earlier so it’s like breakfast instead of morning tea.

She always comes back to me and the timing is good - just in time to serve my dinner.

So, I’ve decided that I am going to be the most attentive loving well-behaved dog pal for LPHAFA (that's lady with purple hair and funny accent if you can't work it out).

I've even had a haircut so I look my best for LPHAFA.

Lots of things have stayed the same, like sleeping on the bed and lying on the sofa to watch TV. But she doesn’t leave the door open at night for me to go out and have a pee. That’s OK because I am an adult now and can go through the night without a pee. Although it was good to go outside and bark at the cat prowling along the top of the fence and chase the wind.

Sometimes I think of my other human mum and would like to see her again.