Postcard from Rupert

 Dear Mum and Dad,

As you know, I’m staying with Jessie for a few days. Obviously, you do know because you left me there and Jessie had to give me a biscuit to distract me after you’d left. I saw you disappear behind the olive tree next to the swimming pool. I watched you get into the car and I suppose I got a bit anxious. But as soon as I heard the biscuit box being opened I had to turn my attention to that task. Despite my anxiety, I did enjoy the biscuit.

However, Jessie has no expertise in this matter and has a lot to learn. It’s a good job I’m a good teacher. She struggled with her short fingernails — she has real gardeners fingernails, poor woman — useless for opening a biscuit box. I had to help her. So I let out another anxious noise and she got the picture pretty quickly and found a knife to open the box. 

She made me do that “wait for the bickie” game. I didn't mind, I like to please. But boy, I could see that she was trying to make sure I did not to see your car pass by on the driveway. I shot a quick glance at your car but I decided to stay with the “wait for the bickie” game.  At last ,when your car was out of the picture, I was allowed to take it. It was as usual delicious, those bickies never disappoint, for sure.

Then I took Jessie for a walk round her fields. They obviously have deer and sanglier here. I picked up the scents, alright.  But Jessie wasn't in the mood for heading into the woods after them. It could have been the rain that started up again.  She may be a bit of wimp when it comes to rainy walks in the woods. I will have to wait and see.

Anyway I did all my ablutions and feel on top form. Especially after my blue towel rub down and another brush and being settled into my bed. 

I should mention that at the moment I am still in bed looking out the picture window where I have a splendid view of the surroundings. 

I want you to know I am fine, but please don't stay away too long, because I am not sure about the wood walking with Jessie. Perhaps you could find a raincoat, umbrella and wellies for her.

Right now, I am thinking of another bickie so I have moved to the cupboard where Jessie put them on the top shelf. I am sure I will have to squeak again to get one.  I hope Jessie  won't see through my cunning plan. She has just given me a head rub and it was nice. 

Now, Jessie is making her supper, one of those aubergine and courgette lasagnas that you make. I think she is a copy cat! (If you’ll excuse the “c” word.)

Don't worry I am fine. 

nite nite, 

Rupert.