Way-aye, it’s me, Roscoe again. It was right strange last week, when our Mam went out into the snow and we didna see hide nor hair of her for days. She told us she’d be going, and Auntie Vikki would be in to see us, but it didn’t work out like we expected, oh no.
First off, Mam wandered round on the day she was leaving, sayin’ funny things like “there’s no buses” and “there’s no taxis”. I wasn’t sure why she couldn’t take the car as usual, like, but there was a problem with that, apparently. Anyway, we had loads of extra hay, and extra pellets, and extra veggies, and eventually Uncle Michael came and they both left.
Well, a couple of days came and went, and Percy sent a whistle down to ask if Auntie Vikki had been. We’d met Auntie Vikki because she came to see us all and know who we were for our veggies while Mam was out. But apparently all that snow outside meant Auntie Vikki couldna get here, so on Saturday Auntie Claire came instead.
That’s all well n’ good, but it was, like, me sayin “Who are you?” and everyone else divin for cover because there’s this strange lady in the house. She had snow boots on when she came, so I reckon she walked here. She wasna strange at all of course, and I watched her carefully and checked her out, and it was real food and veggies she gave us, so I said “thank you very much,” like you do. I was very grateful to her. Mummy says she’s very grateful to her, too. She’s coming round this week to say hello properly and have a cuppa with me Mam.
Next day and the days after, Auntie Vikki got through, and apologised for leaving us on our own. Percy got his meds, and we all got cleaned and cuddled. Well, Biggles refused the cuddle, but he did get a bit braver on the next day, and came out of one of his hidey holes to say hello.
Then Mam came back and checked us all and told us what good boys we were and how wonderful Aunties Claire and Vikki had been to come and look out for us.
And we all agree with that. Thank you very much, Auntie Claire, and Auntie Vikki, for coming through the snow to look after us, even after the snow disappeared. And for teaching me and Percy how to do selfies when Mam’s not here.
Mind you, Mam’s been making funny snorting noises ever since she got back. She didna go out to get us fresh lettuce till Saturday. Mind you, we had leaves from the garden on Friday. They’d been growing in the warm white tent all snug in the snow. So that’s what those white things do.