It has been 4000 years now since he had gone off to Delhi. From what Mummy tells us, looks like he is scheduled to return tomorrow, provided everything he’s gone to do goes off smoothly. Paws crossed.
We are not liking this one bit.
Buddy has decided to be rather cranky and remains under the bed most of the time. Guess, he misses his playtime with Daddy.
Shadow on the other paw, insists on waiting for Daddy out in the verandah.Silly Boy! You can’t possibly wait there in this heat for over 4000 years.
I explained it to him that it is much better to be near Mummy, like I do. That way she won’t feel very lonely and we can also be sure she won’t go away somewhere, leaving us all alone.
I think he got my point because he has taken to following Mummy just about every time she moves even to the other end of the room! Guess he is living up to his name!!!
On top of everything, Mummy has gone and lost her voice. She tells us the BIG BAD WOLF ( of Little Red Riding hood fame) got it. But I know better.
She has got allergic laryngitis from all the packing and stress and travelling. It is good in a way that Daddy isn’t here. She is bound to keep silent and rest her throat. And since nobody seems to understand what she says over the phone, she really can’t talk to anyone!
She sounds better today, though. I mean, she sounds like a faulty speaker system which is a definite improvement on what she sounded like yesterday - a frog with laryngitis!!
Anyway, Mummy is trying her level best to cheer us up in her own way.
But we have decided to be seriously glum, just in case she thinks we can be taken for granted and makes it a habit of disappearing ever so frequently.