Long day for Day-z

Until today, Day-z hadn’t spent more than a short while entirely on her own before. But Mirinda had to go to work and I had a Talking Newspaper so today was inevitable.

I locked her behind the Heras fencing (mainly because Dave, the builder, was supposed to be coming round to measure stuff) and left. Mirinda left a little while later, having watched and listened for a bit first.

Day-z quietly howled a few times then went for a, tail up, wander around the garden. Mirinda thought she was fine and left for the station.

I had a tough Talking Newspaper, trying to be jolly and entertaining (thank Dionysus, for my acting training) then managed to get home by 2pm.

Day-z was nowhere to be seen. She hadn’t escaped through the Heras fencing but she wasn’t up the back of the garden either. I stood at the fencing, ready to untie the wire that held it fast when I heard a little noise.

I tried to describe the noise to Mirinda. I said it was like a small child sobbing quietly in a corner but very, very quietly. It was coming from behind the office in the gap between wall and fence. And that’s where she was.

The noise stopped as soon as she heard me open the fencing. She came excitedly trotting around the side of the office, tail up and extremely happy.

Eventually she calmed down and decided to eat the Denta-stick I’d given her when I left. For the rest of the day she rarely left my side.

I spent most of the afternoon trying to find her somewhere to stay when we leave the house…again. I also decided not to go to work tomorrow. I couldn’t go to work, knowing she was so miserable. It would be different if the builders were here but, sadly, they’re not. We won’t be seeing them again until Monday.

We went for a lovely walk to the castle and back as the sun was setting. The castle looked magnificent in the dying rays. Normally it would have been a wonderful start to an evening.