There is someone at the door… Could it be… nah… she is on the far edge of this flat planet (coz its flat people, all dogs know this).
I know someone’s there and the smell is very familiar…
Hey Humans come see! Open the door!
It’s her… its Curly Human!!!!
It’s with a glad heart that this Border Collie can report the safe return to the fold of one of me flock. Curly-Human has returned from Europe. I’m guessing on that noisy and frankly dangerous claustrophobic flying contraption, I can smell it on her.
And she had loads of prezzies for the other Humans but all I got was the bubble-wrap… mutter mutter… Actually I like bubble wrap although me Humans usually take it off me.
One very happy and very relieved border collie with all flock accounted for signing off.