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I’m trembling, things are not right. Susan props the door open and leaves me on my leash, yep inside the apartment.

However, the tables have turned and I am in ‘author assistant’ mode and as busy as a bee, not sure what bees have to do with listening they make an annoying buzzing sound.

Honestly, I have died and gone to heaven. Soooo…comfy!

I’m in big trouble, Miss Penny speaking, your favourite and adorable canine.

And then ….oh boy, this bad …Rose opens the door and I am greeted by, not one but two dogs. 

Dogs have very sensitive hearing. I don’t admit this often, I prefer to think of myself as part human, but I am of the canine species

Every time I go to the vet I get this comment ‘so many teeth’, well not anymore.

I know something is afoot and it has something to do with the vet. I will let you know next week. I am not happy. 

My heart races, she’s leaving me, I hear the apartment door open and the cart trundle…