Hi there, Roscoe here.

Well, it’s been a very strange couple of weeks, and I can’t say I like all the changes.

First Percy was ill.  He was all wobbly for a day or so, and Mam took him with her when she went away for a couple of days.  When she came back Percy had gone over the Rainbow Bridge.  I can’t say I was surprised.  He’d been poorly underneath all his bravery.  He’d had this lump on his jawbone ever since we’d known him, and it wasn’t going to get better.  He was having medicine to help him feel okay, but he was fed up with it. Nice about it, mind, but still fed up.

Bertie misses him a lot, so does Mam. And we get through floor time ever so quick now.

Mam does us in a different order, now Bertie’s come down to live in a cage opposite us.  We hardly saw him that first week, he was so distressed.  Not sure whether it was losing Percy or being in a strange cage.  He started to come out of hisself after a few days.  He’s got a ledge he can sit on and see us better. I stand on the side of my cage and look right back.  I don’t get to chat with him on the floor, though.  Mam puts me down with Neville, just as right and proper, but Biggles and Bertie each have some time chatting to Neville too.  He’s says they’re nice boys. Not sure he knows what a nice boy is, mind.

He’s been acting strange recently.  A lot of weeks now he’s been right antsy about me.  Tells me to mind my own business and stop playing with him, and then gets all cross with me.  I don’t know what’s come over him.  He used to be such a quiet, amiable chap.  If I said move over, he’d move over quiet as a lamb.  Now I have to assert my authority, like.  Then he argues.  What’s more, Mam and Biggles and Bertie all side with him. I can’t see it myself.  He’s getting to be a right pian to live with.  And anyway, how come Bertie and Biggles get a cage each and we have to share?  I asked Mam and she said it was better for me to share with Neville, more company.  I’d be lonely on my own, she said.

Yeah, right.  But he wouldn’t argue with me, would he?

Maybe he’s just upset with all the changes too.  He used to spend time chatting to Percy.  They all did.  I did too, when we were on the grass.  He was a lovely chap.

Never mind.  I hope we go out for some more grass today.  I like grass.  That never changes.