Sandy and the Sky

What's that bigger star Dad, the creamy white one?

It's not a star, it's a satellite of earth called the moon.

Who lives there Dad?

No one Sandy, it's barren and can't support any life.

How do you know that?

Men have been there to investigate, they brought bits of it back with them for research, it was proven empty of all life.

Any dogs been there?

No, none.

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We were out in the back garden, it's dog safe so the little rascal can't escape to harry livestock or indeed his doggy neighbours. I looked up at the sky, it was clear and dark, myriads of stars were shining, that's one big advantage of living at the end of a country lane where there are no street lights.
Sandy cantered about with  a big smile on his face, now here, now there, investigating, sniffing to see what had intruded on his patch tonight.

I watched until, eventually, he sat back on his haunches and looked up at the night sky.
What's that Dad?

Sky Sandy.

What is it?

It's the universe, its everything there is that isn't here.

He didn't look too convinced by my attempt at explanation.

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Sandy hobbled into the sitting room,

"How's the leg Sandy?"

"Not too bad Dad, it only really hurts when I jump up on something."

"That's why we have stood up the seat cushions on the sofas, to stop you jumping up, but it doesn't always work, does it?"

"Don't dig me up Dad please, I'm a sick dog."

On moving house and country.

Last time I wrote Sandy was a Scottish dog living in Glasgow, in this post he announces his removal to Suffolk in England.

I came into the sitting room in our little cottage in Suffolk to find Sandy in his new red bed, he was looking a bit sorry for himself so I asked him if he was OK.

I'm fine I suppose.

You suppose, what does that mean?

Dad, it means I'm not sure, you know that, humans say it all the time.

Yes, that's true Sandy, what do you think might be wrong.

Well I'm in the wrong place for one thing.

Now Sandy we've moved house to be nearer Lauren who will be working in London.

That's fair enough but you did it without consulting me.

It's not usual to consult dogs on these matters.