She's gone...

Hello all:
I have to tell you about last week. Of course, a few nice things
happened. it started with Daniel on wheels picking us up and going to
the city in his car. We walked along the pedestrian zone to the bank
where Chris gets those papers che calls omney, and then to a human food
place, where they ate and talked, gave the lady those money papers and
we then walked back to the car. Having arrived at home, Daniel turned
off the engin and then they listened to music and talked some more, like
they usually do. I know that procedure, so I lay down, took a little nap
and waited until Chris opened my door, put me on leash ad said goodbye
to Daniel.

The next day the friend Silke finally returned. Then things were a
little quiet, and then one day the friend Silke showed up with a man in
the morning. They had a huge wooden board between them, which they
carried into the kitchen. What on earth would one want with such a
massive cutting board in the kitchen? What followed was weird. They
closed the door and made loads of noise, and after a few hours the
kitchen floor was covered with what Chris calls sawdust. Chris was
working in the meantime, and whenever she wanted to talk on the
telephone she went into the bedroom, closed the door and stayed there
until she had ended the conversation. After a while the friend Silke
left, and the other man, I know him from work, stayed and made some more
noise and sawdust.

At one point he told Chris that water was dripping from somewhere. She
checked it and they said a water pipe was broken. So they called
somebody to fix it. Chris says she now knows where she can turn off the
water supply for the entire apartment. Soon the doorbell rang and I ran
to check who was coming, but was sent to my place. A stranger arrived
and disappeared in the kitchen. Ke left without having done anything.
Soon another man arrived, looked at the pipe, left, returned and fixed
the damage. Chris says she was really glad the man was there, the
colleague from work that is.
After everything was done he disappeared in the bathroom, came out and
said goodbye to both of us. And when the friend Silke returned from work
the ladies sat on the balcony forever. The day was warm and lovely, and
so was the evening.

The next day the friend also stayed i the kitchen in the morning and
much of the afternoon, then took the hissing vacuum cleaner and walked
through the entire apartment with it, so we'd get rid of the sawdust.
I have spied in the meantime. Chris has re-arranged all of the kitchen,
and the gigantic cutting board lies across the cupboards. Some others
are hanging on the wall, and so is the microwave. I am sure glad I am no
cutting board or microwave, for I wouldn't want to be lying or hanging
all day, neither standing like the coffee machine. Chris loves the
kitchen, she says so all the time. After everything was cleaned, we went
for the dog walk all together. And then we met the other colleague
called Julia, who plays with me. I like her loads for that, so I greeded
her enthusiastically. She came upstairs with us to look around the
apartment.

Then we went downstairs and into Hulia's car, and she took us to the
restaurant where Chris and I once went with Mr Mylove. She says that was
the first place she and Silke had gone out to some three years ago, with
Hapoo back then, of course, as I have only stayed with her for one and a
half years. They had great food, Julia enjoyed the tea and the service,
and they talked, of course. And when we left Chris had the idea to go to
the beach. Yeah, beach! I want beach! We did go there, but I was not
allowed to go into the water. Chris went with her feet to check how cold
it was, but I was only allowed to play in the sand. Allright, I did.
Julia was on the leash, and we both played a lot. I really love playing
with her. She took us home and we then said goodbye. Chris checked her
emails, but I slept almost immediately that night.

The next morning after the dog walk Chris prepared breakfast, and then
Silke joined her on the balcony. They were both lazy, until Silke got up
and started to clean up. She ran around from bedroom to bathroom and
back and packed her bags. They locked me in the livingroom, so they
could leave the door open, and then they ran upstairs and back down.
Chris got a few items out of the basement, they talked and ran some
more, until Chris returned without Silke, whose car I heard leaving. And
then Chris moved the clothes drying stand to the center of the bedroom,
put my mat beside the bed, covered the bed with her own fres sheets,
moved Mr Wambach the placid dog to the bedroom, too.

It still smells like Silke in there, but it looks like we have the
bedroom to sleep now. Quite a pity, because I like Silke mich, and so
does Chris. I think she didn't like us, otherwise she would have stayed!
Chris tries to convince me otherwise, she keeps telling me that Silke
has a job in Berlin now, but I am convinced she moved out because she
didn't like us. If you like somebody you stay with them, like I do with
Chris. Okay, I could stay with the sister Suse, too, but I like being
with Chris, so I am staying with her.
At least Mylove likes us, for he talked with Chris later in the
afternoon, and then Chris also talked with Daniel and with the friiend
who is in Spain. She also talked with the one Hapoo called Shadow, whome
I have never met. I think Mylove is the best, because he has taught me
to swim and play in the water.

Currently Chris spends her time in the kitchen, making dishes and other
kitchen items take baths and drying them. Too bad, the kitchen sink is
way too small for me, and I wantthe sea or a lake or river to take a bath.
Well, I have got to be patient, for now it will be back to quiet time
without Silke, and back to work, too.
Have a good time yourselves, wherever you are, cheers, Quito.