Do you remember my dog friend Orla from next door? When she first moved next door with her humans she used to look at me through the cracks in the fence, but they all got nailed up and she couldn't see me any more.
When she took one of her humans for a walk she would sometimes see me through the pickets (when I was exercising Lynettea) and get very excited and snuffle through the gaps at me. It worried me that she was obviously so devoted to me when I couldn't return her passion.
Most days Lynettea carries me up and down the street so I can check that everything is okay. I got sick of trying to control her on the lead, as it is too difficult. At least if she is carrying me I have her under observation and from up higher I get a good view. We sometimes go and look at Orla through her front gate. She is always so excited to see me. She rushes from the back of the house and whirls around and around with her tail waving.
Yesterday I was out in the street with Lynettea carrying me as usual when we saw Orla's male human servant was getting into his car. He started shouting, 'Get back inside Orla,' and when we turned around there was Orla bounding up to us. Maybe he was concerned that I would injure his precious dog, but I quickly reassured him. Lynettea bent down so Orla could touch my nose with hers. She was really excited to be so close to me and I also felt a pang. I am not sure if it was affection or pity for the poor creature. When she bounded away up the drive she touched my nose again and then she had to go inside.
After that excitement we continued our walk up the street for a little way and then came back home.