
I think she likes me and if I understood her a bit more, we could be good friends. Here she is looking at me through the window.

Because I was so good, the she boss took me for a walk later in Sutton Park. Huh. Some reward. It rained loads yesterday - flooded roads, snow, etc, etc so no one could go out. They all went out today instead to Sutton Park. EVERYONE was there - bikes, runners, little people, big people. I tell you what, I think those runners were there as new years' resolutions as most of them looked as though they hadn't run for a long, long time and were really struggling. What I'm saying is, because all those people and bikes were there, the she boss would hardly let me off the lead so it wasn't such a good run for me. Grrrr.
Then, after all that, she left me in the car for ages while she went off. I bet she went and had a nice hot drink and a read of a paper while I was left in the car getting cold and lonely. It was very dark by the time she came back and I was beginning to think she'd walked home and forgotten she'd come in the car, let alone brought me!
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