Tale Weaver – #313 – Finding Something Forgotten – February 4th

This week Michael asks us to compose a response to the prompt:
Finding Something Forgotten.
I can’t say this was something we’d forgotten, but it was certainly a thing that may well have been missed at the time.

Don’t think badly of us as we consider ourselves clean people, but, let us just say, the car does not get our undivided attention on a regular basis. Hubby washes it about once a month, but the inside, well, it feels the benefit of the hoover a lot less than it should.
Of course, we had covers on the front seats and blankets as well on the back, but Maggie would still hop over to the front to clean her feet when we left her alone in the car.  We were never sure if this was a form of protest for leaving her or boredom, but it gave us a soggy bit of padding upon which to rest our ample posteriors when we returned.
We always had fresh water and a bowl on board whether our trips were short or long, and should we eat out, she always shared in the spoils with a bit of chicken, burger, or even a sausage roll all to herself.

Hubby cleaned the car a little while ago, getting rid of the majority of her nose art on the back windows, but still one or two smudges remained.  It was endearing in its own way so they were left. This week, the front covers have been binned as the undersides had disintegrated, as had those on the back seat, so our car is now back to how it came to us, cover-less and surprisingly in good condition bearing in mind it is over six years old.

Hubby got the hoover out today and has given the inside a thorough clean. Under the mats in the back, he found it, the one that got away, the one that was forgotten about. I’m talking about a dog biscuit.
Maybe she had put it there for a later date, or perhaps it had been dropped in favour of something else. A little dusty perhaps, nor green and mouldy, but definitely Maggie’s.
Bless her. She will always be with us.
We miss you sweetheart.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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11 Responses to Tale Weaver – #313 – Finding Something Forgotten – February 4th

  1. Sadje says:

    Aww, sweet memories

  2. Michael says:

    Lovely Di.There will always be things that will trigger mempries in way or another. Thanks for sharing your story with us.

  3. willowdot21 says:

    They never leave us 💜💜💜

  4. murisopsis says:

    Gone from our homes but never far from our hearts. Pets do make a lasting impression. So glad you have so many fond memories!

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