I was just getting over last week’s excitement in the forest. Freddy the German Shepherd was reunited with his human parents and went home. He had been really happy to see them but was a little sad when he had to say goodbye to me. To make matters worse, Trixie the cat and Harry the hedgehog had not been seen for days. With the weather getting bitterly cold, these cats lead a very pampered life. They just don’t enjoy the winter weather. Likewise, it was around the time when Harry takes his very long winter nap. It was going to be a long and lonely winter it seems.

Lewie the Fox Terrier

There is nothing like a good walk to restore my spirits and that is what I had been promised. Unfortunately, nothing seemed to be happening! Dad had got his walking boots on and mum was in the front room drinking tea and watching the television… as usual! I wasn’t a happy puppy. Then I heard a car on our drive and a very familiar barking noise. I bolted to the front door. As the door opened, my friend Lewie the Fox Terrier and his dad John came in. If you have been reading my Tales of a Lhasa Apso, you will know that Lewie is one of the naughtiest dogs I have ever met. He often tricks me into things.

Trouble ahead

Dad and John had a cup of tea and then all four of us walked across the field into the small forest beyond our house. Dad released us and we both raced off down the footpath. As usual Lewie was trying to get me to do all sorts of quite dangerous things but I am older and wiser than the first time we met. I refused to take part in any nonsense. As we rounded the next turn in the path, I saw what looked like a very muddy puddle ahead. I looked at Lewie and noticed that his eyes had lit up with excitement. He wanted me to jump over the puddle. Wisely, I refused because it was wider than I had ever jumped before. I would have ended up in the horrible mud.

Sweet revenge

Disappointed by my refusal, Lewie got ready to make the jump himself. After all, he was bigger than me and could possibly reach the dry grass on the other side. He crouched down and got ready to jump. Just as he was about to go for it, I crept up behind him and treated him to my loudest ever barking noise. Believe me, when I say Lewie jumped, he really jumped. He went whooshing into the air. As he tumbled back down he landed in the middle of all the sticky mud. It was such a picture and if dogs were able to laugh, I am ashamed to say that I would have laughed.

Lewie crawled out of the puddle looking very sorry for himself but he did see the funny side of his situation. The way I look at it, he had played tricks on me ever since we met on holiday in the Big Adventure and so, even though I felt guilty about my behaviour on that day, I didn’t feel too guilty. I hope you understand and will continue to read my little tales.

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