An uninvited guest and a good deed
This week has been a bit more interesting then normal, with a definite theme to the interesting parts. On Wednesday, a dove fell down the chimney. No one saw it happen, my mum just went downstairs and there it was on the kitchen windowsill. We only know how it got in because there was a load of debris that had fallen down with it in the fireplace. Embarrassingly, the dove managed to keep everyone out of the kitchen for two hours. Windows and doors were opened, but the damn thing was too dumb to go out on it's own. Attempts were made to catch/herd it with a blanket, but it started flapping about and they wussed out because they were worried that they'd hurt it (that's what they said anyway). Eventually however someone showed some guts and got it out of the house. I'd like to make it clear that I had nothing to do with the avian related ineptitude, I had better things to do and left them to it while I went and got ready. By the time I came downstairs, it was gone and my mum was cleaning every square inch of the kitchen.
The second, and in my opinion, much better incident occurred yesterday. I was in the back garden polishing my boots when an unfamiliar spaniel came running out of the house before running back in. My train of thoughts was something like this:
"What's Dillon doing here?" (Dillon is my Aunty's dog, a spaniel mix)
"Hang on, that wasn't Dillon. What's going on?"
As it turned out, my mum had been on her way to post a letter when she heard panting behind her. She turned around, and there was a very excited spaniel wearing a Dog's Trust collar and a body harness with part of the lead attached. She got hold of it and waited for the owner to appear but no one did so she brought it home. She phoned the number on it's collar and got someone at the Dog's Trust who said they'd contact the owner. In the meantime, we found ourselves dog sitting a decidedly hyper canine who didn't listen to us and hardly stopped moving. Even though he was a handful and we couldn't keep him, he was good natured and friendly and it was nice to have a dog in the house again. Our own dog died a couple of years ago at the age of fifteen. Anyway, after a couple of hours the dog's "mum" showed up and thanked us for minding him. As it turned out, she lived just a few doors up the road; Jack (the dog) had just come back from his walk, hence the harness, and had run straight to the back garden and out the gate to freedom. No one noticed he was missing for ten minutes as the woman thought he was in the garden with her husband and he thought Jack was with her, and when they did they started looked everywhere. As you'd expect, they were glad to have him back, although he did get a telling off.
~Weaver
The second, and in my opinion, much better incident occurred yesterday. I was in the back garden polishing my boots when an unfamiliar spaniel came running out of the house before running back in. My train of thoughts was something like this:
"What's Dillon doing here?" (Dillon is my Aunty's dog, a spaniel mix)
"Hang on, that wasn't Dillon. What's going on?"
As it turned out, my mum had been on her way to post a letter when she heard panting behind her. She turned around, and there was a very excited spaniel wearing a Dog's Trust collar and a body harness with part of the lead attached. She got hold of it and waited for the owner to appear but no one did so she brought it home. She phoned the number on it's collar and got someone at the Dog's Trust who said they'd contact the owner. In the meantime, we found ourselves dog sitting a decidedly hyper canine who didn't listen to us and hardly stopped moving. Even though he was a handful and we couldn't keep him, he was good natured and friendly and it was nice to have a dog in the house again. Our own dog died a couple of years ago at the age of fifteen. Anyway, after a couple of hours the dog's "mum" showed up and thanked us for minding him. As it turned out, she lived just a few doors up the road; Jack (the dog) had just come back from his walk, hence the harness, and had run straight to the back garden and out the gate to freedom. No one noticed he was missing for ten minutes as the woman thought he was in the garden with her husband and he thought Jack was with her, and when they did they started looked everywhere. As you'd expect, they were glad to have him back, although he did get a telling off.
~Weaver