I’m torn between excitement and reality. “I can’t do that, Michael. It would be great, but I can’t just leave my dogs.”
Michael waves airily. “Oh, bring the dogs along…” James’ head swivels his way. Michael ignores it. “As you said, they loved it here. And Scruffy will enjoy the company too.”
*****
Two Days Before Christmas
For the second time in two days we pull up at the Threesome’s…
Fivesome’s?
… home, this time with my Gang of Four in the back, howling enthusiasm as they realise where they are; yapping, barking and baying demands to be let out right now.
The door opens to Michael... “Ah, that’s great,” he says. “You made it…” Then he stands back hastily as my Gang barge past him in a hairy, slobbering crowd into their old ‘home’. “Looks like they remember where they are…” he lau
