... is that our poor dog doesn't understand.
Mrs G and I are both too unwell to walk the dog and she can't clearly can't understand why she's not getting her daily walks.
I'll be glad to get out there again and seeing her run.
It's little things that get you. My daughter recently moved back to Kent with her partner and 3 year old. We were just getting used to seeing them regularly when this shit storm happened. Now we see him a couple of times a week, when my daughter goes out for her exercise, we have a chat out of our upstairs window and drop him an ice lolly!
Like your dog, he doesn't understand why things are this way - it's heartbreaking that he can't come in for a bath at Grandads...
To somebody like myself who lives alone, the biggest problem is the loneliness. To receive a phone call and have a chat is very uplifting. I do make calls to friends who I know to be in the same position and they always seem grateful for the attention. So a plea to those who can, phone a friend or acquaintance and lift their spirits.
I was thinking about going to a party last weekend but ultimately decided not to. Think I'm going tomorrow though.
Do you think the party will still be going?