A few Friday afternoons ago I could hear a young girl calling for Pup. Absolutely convinced I was hearing things I hopped up to investigate. Especially since no other male in the home heard this. But no, my ears were not messing around with me, there was definitely a young girl, friend close behind, standing at the bottom of our driveway calling for Pup.
Fortunately, (or unfortunately, depending on your perspective) I recognized the girl calling for Pup. It was GA’s next-door neighbour’s daughter, Little Miss K. To give her some credit, she actually blushed when she saw me but she didn’t miss a beat.
Little Miss K: Hi Carolyn. Can Pup come out to play?
Me: No, sorry sweetheart, not today. He’s been a bit sick. (I might just add that I have never seen that boy get out of his PJ's so fast but I won't)
Before you start on me being 'all overprotective and all'- he had NOT been at school for the last 2 days and I didn't think it was right that he should be running around the park with anyone!
After seeing her disappointment, I told her that he should be right by Saturday. No flies on this girl because she’s then asked if Cub was free. I said yes and the three of them wandered off to the park.
Her mate was Little Miss M and it turns out that she shares our back fence. She has a stupid Doberman and she reckons that, “Hey, we can jump the fence at anytime!”
Just to catch everyone up:
- Pup is in Year 8 at school
- Little Miss M is in Year 7
- Little Miss K is in Year 5
- Cub is in Year 5
Quite obviously, Little Miss M knew all along that we shared the back fence but she was very surprised when I asked about her dog by it’s name. I then told the girls that it’s not a good idea to just hop the fence because sometimes Nana, Pops and their dog, Shayla, are here. (Shayla will simply not let just anyone 'hop the fence')
Since that Friday afternoon, the girls have since:
- Asked to hop the fence to play a game of cricket with the boys (permission given),
- Taken all three of my boys to the park a few times. (Foal is brilliant as a chaperone because he’s more than happy to tell – perfect age!)
The last time the girls turned up at our front door, they got the chance to actually meet Shayla. That is if you consider an introduction behind a fly screen door with two adults (Pops and I) close by.
It's not that us adults were paranoid, mind you. Shayla loves kids but I have no idea of how she might feel about another female stealing Pup (her absolute favourite) away from her. Pops wanted to take Shayla for a walk down to the park but we agreed that that would be called spying on his grandsons.
Anyhow, after their introduction, Little Miss K admitted that she was very relieved that they didn’t climb the fence...
I do think that interesting days lie ahead.
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