So, this morning we had an emotional reunion with a very stinky Bert. By all accounts he’d had a pretty handy week (oops, sorry - Irishism - for ‘handy’ read ‘easy’) at his doggy-sitter’s, and was trotting happily up and down an outdoor pen when we went to pick him up. #2 hopped out to open the gate, spotted Bertie and legged it off for the first cuddle, leaving #1 and I stuck half out on the road and half through the gate, shouting ‘oy! Open the gate ye pillock!’ through the car window.

Our next problem was trying to fit a very dirty Bertie (judging by the state of him he’d slotted back into kennel life rather well) into our hire car , a rather compact Opel Corsa. One of the lads at the trainer’s managed to take the parcel shelf out and lever him into the very small boot space, but he was a bit uncomfortable and fidgety all the way home, spending most of it with his head hanging over the back seat while he drooled lovingly down #1’s collar. We chatted on the way home about whether he actually remembered us or was just pleased to get a bit of attention, but he did seem quite pleased with himself and was certainly enjoying jamming his nose into the back of #1’s head…something smelled good.

So, after a shower, shampoo and blow dry and looking spectacularly cute and fluffy, we finally got a chance to give him a proper cuddle and give him his gift: a very lifelike rabbit toy, especially created to be indestructible. Hmm..we’ll see about that. Having sniffed then discarded his new bunny (the weird burping noise it makes made him jump), he hurtled down the hall like a furry rocket whereupon he launched himself straight on top of a surprised #2, landing on his lap and quickly stuffing his head straight into #2’s armpit before settling down for a well-deserved cuddle (don’t tell Hubby). I’m not sure whether he recognises us or not, but look at the three of them, they love each other to bits and it’s lovely to have him back. Welcome home, Bertilicious. We missed you.

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