Hello people, Mouse here.
Well, yesterday was September’s Coffee Morning, and a rather successful one at that! We were delighted to welcome a new member, young Mr Tiny, who… isn’t. Tiny, that is.
I never thought I’d say this, but he’s Taller Than Me. Shock, horror! Not quite so burly (if a greyhound can be said be burly, as such – Mum. None of your lip, woman – Mouse), but definitely longer in the leg. Not a lot in it, though…
He’s currently Miss Sunshine’s foster brother, as her Staff are looking after him to help him socialise and get more comfortable around people and other doggos, etc. He’s a very anxious young dog, but seemed to settle down nicely after we all made friends. Aunty Simone says she’s proud of how well he behaved, and I have to agree.
The usual gang was there: Lotti, Me, Tiki, and Sunshine and Miss Tuppence, as well as young Tiny. Miss Lotti was wonderfully laid back today and didn’t bark at anyone, which helped Tiny settle down more quickly. She didn’t even bark at Tuppence, which is most unusual, as Tuppence is Small, Fluffy and White, definitely in the Chase Me! category…
Tiny and I had a good sniff-over and chat during the post-coffee and -puppaccino walkies. He’s a good lad, and will make someone a wonderful Boss when he’s adopted (if Aunty Simone doesn’t get in there first, it sounds as if she’d love to!). Besides being mostly black, the Best colour in my opinion, he has some interesting dark brindle markings about the shoulders, and a very, very long nose. A handsome lad…
Thankfully the weather was overcast but dry, and recent rain (we won’t mention the horrendous thunderstorm that drove me frantic last night) made everything smell really good, so it wasn’t so much a walkies as a giant sniffathon for all of us. Lotti did the Four Paw Fandango right beside the café, so we pretended it was a brush turkey and moved away quickly. That girl can be so embarrassing, but she says a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. I’ve had to speak to her about it before, but clearly it went in one ear and out the other.
Next month, the plan is to go to Bucasia Beach for breakfast and walkies, before it gets too hot to be enjoyable. Too late in the year, and the sand’s far too hot for our paws and the sun’s too hot for the humans. I’ll have to remind Mum to set things up, or we’ll end up going back to the Botanic Gardens café yet again. Not that I mind, we get lots of attention there, but a change is good and a run on the beach is even better! Sunday 9th October, 8.30am, Bucasia Beachfront Café.