The Conservatoire

Later on in the night time I met Mikey for the very first time and I loved him straight away. Very, very much. Even now, I sit outside his room when he’s not there and sometimes bring him a toy to play with me even though he’s not there.

We all spent a really good evening together and I was getting very sleepy. Mummy and Daddy took me into a big room called ‘the conservatory’ and put me into a nice basket in a cage to sleep in. Daddy said the conservatory must be the most expensive dog kennel in the world. They turned the light off, said night-night and walked off leaving me all on my own. 

Here's me next to my 'cage'.

When I figured out what was going on, I shouted at them to come back. They didn’t so I kept shouting and shouting and shouting. I was frightened and lonely you see. So, I did a poo and a wee (it soon smelt like my old place minus the cabbage) and I kept on shouting. Eventually Daddy came to see me. He didn’t look as happy as earlier on and his eyes looked very red. He cleaned everything up, patted me and kissed me on the head and went again. I shouted again!

Eventually Daddy came to get me and put me on the sofa (I like it there now) and we went off to sleep together.... for about an hour and then I woke up thirsty-shouting had made my throat sore. Daddy wasn’t too pleased again.

Over the next couple of days we all got to know each other much better and in the night-time went through the same thing. I didn’t like the conservatory at night and kept shouting. Daddy and Mummy started to get angry with each other and said things like ‘what the hell have we done?’ I knew they loved me but what they didn’t know was that I was feeling very sick....