I got stuck today!

Our house has got lots of places that we aren’t allowed to go – but it doesn’t stop me trying, and most of the time I get there, eventually. Upstairs there are all these doors that we weren’t allowed to go behind when we first came here but as we’ve grown up mum’s let us take a quick peek in to the new places. Downstairs was the same, but over time we’ve been (nearly) everywhere – even outside we are now allowed down the side of the house which has been cordoned off until this week, and we managed to sneak into the shed when dad went in, and there’s lots of good smells in there, can’t wait to get in there again…..

BUT……

There is one place in the whole house which we haven’t been able to get into, and that’s the corner at the side of mum. She has boxes blocking the gaps, and we couldn’t get past them.

But I’m bigger now, and heavier so I told our Brandy that next time we were left in the room and mum wasn’t there, I was going to have a go at getting in. Now, as well as the boxes there’s this table thing with bits across the bottom where those big glossy papery books go, mum calls them maga-something. Anyway, this morning she was out of the room so I told Brandy to keep watch for her coming back and not to move and I went to see if I could get into the forbidden corner. He has a habit of getting bored and wandering off, so I had to make him promise he would stay there and he crossed his heart! Trust me, that's not easy for a puppy, but I made him.

Firstly I tried to move the box, but it was stuck, so then I tried to climb over it, but there was a jaggy corner that dug into my tummy and hurt, so I had no option but to try and climb between the legs of the table thing – and as if by magic, I was through! So easy!

It was full of new things to play with, a wicker basket with lots of paper and things in, some cables and plugs, which are boring – they don’t taste nice, and another table thing with more maga-thingys on. Anyway, I chose a shiny piece of paper, it was blue and had the word ‘Walkers Cheese & Onion’ written on it – and it had a great smell. I shouted to our Brandy that I’d found something and I was coming out, and could he see where mum was and he told me she wasn’t anywhere to be seen.

Now, I got into the corner through the table thing no problem, but I couldn’t remember which bit I’d got through to get in and it all looked different now. I shouted to our Brandy to come and help but he said he wouldn’t because I’d made him promise not to. I told him it was okay, ‘cos it was me that was now asking him to move, but he was really stubborn and kept saying he wasn’t allowed – I was really cross with him because I needed him to come and tell me which bit to get back through and he wouldn’t.

So, I had to make a choice and hope I was right, and I got it wrong and I got stuck, and it was then that Brandy starts to tell me that mum’s coming back – great, thanks Brands!

So, first I got rescued – that was humiliating, and then I got told off while Brandy sat there all smug, and if he’d done as he was told I would have got out and not got into trouble – typical, wait ‘til he needs my help, huh! And, as if to make matters even worse, she took my shiny paper off me so I went through all that for nothing.

So next time, I’ll go in slowly so I can remember how to get out and I won’t share my treasure with Brandy, he’ll have to get his own.