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April 3rd. The Brotherhood.

Hergest, says the Owner, stop Howling. It is traditional, I say. I need to communicate with the Brotherhood of Dogs, I say. I Howl again. Can you not just speak to them in the Park? Asks the Owner. You may be attracting Hyaenas. No, I say, because our limited exercise […]

April 2nd. Experts.

The Owner is getting cross. There are so many people making claims about Covid, she says. False Information is Everywhere. People are passing it around like Valuable Currency. Why are People believing it if it is Not True? I ask. Because the People making the claims are Apparent Experts, says […]

April 1st. The fox.

There is a Ginger Creature on the other side of our fence. Isn’t he beautiful, Hergest? Asks the Owner. Do not Bark at him. A Trickle of Ice runs down my Spine. The Animal is Unsettlingly doglike. What was that? I ask. What was what? Asks the Owner. Did you […]

March 31st. The covid test.

The Owner says the Prime Minister and all his Men have Covid. It is quite a coincidence that they all caught it at the same time, I say. How very unlucky that is, I say. Yes, says the Owner. Were they not practising Social Distancing? I ask. It seems not, […]

March 30th. Social Rules.

The Owner and the Man and I go for our Daily Walk on the Heath. There are a few Humans about but they Avoid us by stepping off the path in wide circles. Is it very hard, I ask the Owner, for Humans to avoid Close Contact with Others? Sometimes, […]

March 29th. The right to believe.

QUACK, says a Voice. I bark, frantically. I do not like Ducks. They float away gracelessly when pursued. To have one following us home from the pharmacy would be an Outrage beyond all decency. What are you barking at? Asks the Owner. Ducks, I say. Hergest, says the Owner. That […]

March 28th. Most People.

The Owner is well. It is Day 15 since her Covid began. Now we can go for a Walk. I have been taken for walks by Others but it is not quite the same. There is something about the quality of the Throwing. A Moral Dog walking with a Substitute […]

March 26th. Conclusions.

The Owner says I can go for a Walk with the Man if we Keep our Distance from Other People. She says she has to stay at home for two more days. That will make Fourteen. You will have to lift me into the Car, I say. Unaccountably, the Owner […]

March 25th. Relatively Better.

The Owner is looking Surprisingly Bouncy. Are you Feeling Better? I ask. Much, says the Owner, thank you for asking. Not at all, I say. I am delighted for you. Squeaky Cat makes a Small Sound of Affirmation, Indicating that he is also Thrilled. Silence falls. Are you not going […]

March 23rd. More cough.

Could you please Stop Coughing now? I say to the Owner. I would like to go for a walk. Unfortunately, says the Owner, we do not get to Choose how long we cough for. I hear that most people cough from day Eight, for a few or several days. I […]

March 22nd. The cough.

Is that a Cough? I ask the Owner. It might be, says the Owner, now excuse me, I am Languishing. That was Rhetorical Question, I say. It was not much of a Cough, I say. I could easily have mistaken it for Clearing your Throat. One would expect a person […]

March 21st. Conscription.

The Owner says she will be going to work as soon as her Virus is gone and her Stitches are Dissolved Away. (Squeaky Cat is rather alarmed by this as he is now Mainly Stitches and Hopes they will not Dissolve as he will Go With Them.) What will happen […]

March 20th. Singing.

Come and sit next to me, Hergest, says the Owner, whilst I play the Piano. I cannot, I say, you are like a Crying Radiator. The Moral Dog does not wish to be cooked and soaked. Goodness knows what would happen to his Parts, but Poaching seems a Distinct Possibility. […]