Saw Remi at the patch this evening. She ran right up to me and I ran and ran with her. We didn’t play too rough because of my leg… but I ran and ran with her. It felt great. I’ve been very frustrated in the house. I know my male parent felt guilty about me running but I made him feel worse and he let me do it. Humans are very easy to man-ipulate.
Remi had had an operation a couple of weeks ago something called “shovelled” or was it “spaded”? Anyway she looked very well now and liked running with me.
Have a date next week with Remi: we’re going to the Heath. I hope Suzie won’t get all funny about this.