Abandonment

Hi G-Fans!

I write to you as an orphan of sorts.

Abandoned.

On a Saturday.

Left into others' care.

Sniff.

Sniff.

Sniff.

The concierge left this morning to parts unknown not to return until this evening.  Now, granted, we did get a full bog walk in daylight (towards dusk).... but that is way beside the point.

Where was she that was sooooo much more important than hanging with the royal peeps?  And how much fun could she possibly have had without us?

It is...

Disgraceful.

Disgruntling.

Disagreeable.

Distasteful.

And so on......

I think you get the gist of it all.

I am hopeful after a full night's sleep we get this sorted out properly so it doesn't occur again.

I will say, I am picking up on notes of Gabriella, Little Girl, and Gabriella's concierge, her helper and her offspring and friend.  Oh, and the last 'sitter' who has been absent lately....

Interesting.

The good news is that the work we did this week of making the house comfortable continues to progress.  The concierge, because of the abandonment (as temporary as it may have been), didn't clean the house today, so we are good at least until tomorrow..... and if we make it through tomorrow it is a pretty good chance it will be another week before anything happens to alter all our work at making the dirt piles and spit ball grow just so.....

So, may you surround yourself with all those smells and familiar things that make your domicile your home.

TTFN!

-G

The concierge says this was outside the restaurant she ate at in N.H.  That seems suspicious to me.  I may be a dog, but I know some stuff, and I know the likelihood of a boathouse on the ocean (I could smell ocean on the concierge too), is fairly slim because NH is more about mountains, not ocean.  They underestimate my powers of reasoning.  I will have a little tete a tete tomorrow with the concierge.  We will straighten this out.  I had better get some straight answers too.