Bruce, you seemed to have
returned from your summer vacation with other dogs with a spectacularly
difficult issue. I confess to a concern that as we begin our second series of
treatments that we may be getting in to deep waters. Deep waters that involve
not only your relationship with The Mommy and Satan, but also the very
relationship between The Mommy and Satan. I counsel you not to become cause of
friction and to avoid any behaviour that might be thus construed.
Upon enquiry I have discovered
there to be a divergence of opinion about the advisability of your going to
Italy. Ever since The Mommy noticed a cute little dog being put in it’s own
travelling bag at Pisa airport and carried aboard a flight to Palermo there has
been static in the air about holidays arrangements that include dogs. This has
not gone down well with Satan. Given the choice Satan tells me would prefer to
carry a flask of nitro-glycerine with him on holiday. He feels he has some
experience of this, though not literally of course.
Satan asks me to draw to your
attention the fact that a new car has recently been acquired. You will be
permitted to travel in it, not on a seat but in a spacious area at the rear.
Satan feels that the limit of your ability to accompany the Mommy on journeys
has thereby been reached. He further opines that this is a new car and should
traces of pawmarks, spittle or other effusions be found in your compartment or
indeed elsewhere in the car your ability to go to Italy, or anywhere, will be
solely as the contents of a tin.
