I’m officially on
pet-sitting duties for the week, staying at my mum’s to look after her dog and
cat (two separate animals) while she’s on holiday in Rhodes.
There’s a slight
air of responsibility to the whole affair, although I’ve looked after both in the past and have walked my mum’s dog a lot over the years, so I’m
sure I’m up to the challenge. As I type, the dog’s asleep in the kitchen and
the cat’s asleep on the bed upstairs, so all’s going according to plan for the
moment; I haven’t set fire to the house yet.
Hopefully it will
make for a nice change to spend a few days here in their company. I’ve got
quite a lot to prepare for over the next three weeks, what with two Mostly
Comedys and the filming of my show, but there’s no reason I can’t do most of
the prep here. I’ve brought my computer, my acoustic guitar and my show notes, so there’s little to hold me back; the change of scenery may even help, plus my mum
has a nice garden I can sit in if the weather’s good.
Tomorrow will be
a bit of a pain as I have a doctors’ appointment in Stevenage in the morning so
I’ll have to get a couple of buses there, but that’s the biggest faff of the
week, save Thursday when I have Mostly Comedy, but my wife will take my place
here for that. I’m sure she’s looking forward to some quality time with my mum’s
pets too; they’re certainly very welcoming. They’re also far nicer than most
humans, which is no surprise; maybe Doctor Doolittle got it right (although he does have to hang around with Holly Willoughby as part of his job description, so make of that what you like).