A toast to Alfie

It’s been a horrible week as we lost Alfie on Sunday. I didn’t fully appreciate how upsetting it would be, nor how guilty I’d feel having been the one to make the decision to put him out of his misery.

 

We’re going out tonight for a family meal to wave the Twits off to uni and I dare say we’ll raise a glass or three to Alfie as well.

 

I’m not sure whether he ever figured out that I couldn’t see, or if he simply thought that I liked kicking him out of the way! Either way, I’ll miss you Alfredo.

 

In honour of my hairy wingman (as GF referred to him), here’s a few FB posts in which Alfie featured.

 

1 June 2014

 

Whilst taking Alfie for a walk this morning a motorist stopped and asked me for directions – I didn’t think I was the most obvious candidate for such a task, and I did point this out to him, but he insisted … Good luck sir, you’ll need it!!.

 

23 June 2014

 

Took Alfie out for a walk this morning and a small boy who was with his mother on the way to school asked me if I was looking for something under the ground. Apparently, he had never seen anyone with a white stick before!!

 

31 August 2014

 

I’ve heard it all now! I’ve just got back from taking our super manly attack dog Alfie, a puppy sized King Charles spaniel, for an evening stroll, where an old git had a go at me for not controlling my dog; apparently, his extendable lead was too long! When I asked why it was too long, he said that Alfie was going for him! I told him that he might get his knees licked to death but apart from that he had nothing to worry about. When he kept on having a go as he moved on, I’m afraid to report that I wasn’t quite so polite!!

 

27 November 2014

 

Well, I suppose it’s almost Pantomime season … I managed to lose the dog this morning after I took him off his lead to explore the grassy area in the lemony snicket, and all the time he was … yes, you’ve guessed it … behind me!! I really should put a bell on the little fecker!

 

12 March 2015

 

What a lovely windless still morning today. I’m not sure what time it gets light at these days, but it was most pleasant listening to all the birdsong when out with the dog this morning, even went on the long walk it was that nice. Roll on spring!!

 

10 May 2015

 

What a lovely still morning. At times on my walk this morning, apart from the noise of my stick whizzing across the pavement, the only sound was birdsong, very relaxing and uplifting for the soul. Perhaps that explains why I managed to walk 100 yards without using my stick, relying on Alfie the amateur guide dog instead…. unlike last night when I twatted my forehead on a lamp post after only five yards trying the same trick!! Or perhaps it was just something to do with blood alcohol levels … As the sages from Chumbawumba say, I get knocked down, but I get up again … literally in this instance!

 

3 November 2015

 

OMG!! I think Golden Balls has taken too many head shots at rugby, as he’s just set out to take the dog for a walk, but forgot the dog! Admittedly, he didn’t get far, but what a muppet!!

 

20 November 2015

 

Now that’s what I call a fog! I couldn’t see a fecking thing this morning. It took me ages to find the dog after I dropped the lead! Be careful on the roads you guys, please.

 

27 February 2016

 

Oh feck! A mile away from home with the dog and the end has just fallen off my stick! Now here’s where the Jedi training comes in handy!!

 

20 March 2016

 

Thanks to the old man who kindly highlighted my faux pas this morning as I was absent mindedly strolling along with the dog enjoying the sunshine and birdsong…. “Mate, you’re in the middle of the road!” All I could manage was a sheepish “thanks” and a rather embarrassed grin! Appears I must have stepped down a curb at a side street and was oblivious to having missed the up curb – whoops!!

 

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