Holly refuses to go walkies

I have a fantastic group of friends, family and neighbours who have all offered to help with Holly and the cats should I need it.

So in early December 2012 when I came down with a bad dose of flu it was time to take people up on the offer.

There was just one problem, Holly wouldn't go!

She wouldn't even leave the house for friends and neighbours. My Dad got her to go the furthest, a whole quarter of a mile, apparantly at that point she had had a breath of fresh air, sniffed a few interesting smells and then put on the brakes and refused to take another step forwards however much my Dad pleaded, persuaded and even tried demanding. As soon as he asked her if she wanted to go back home she apparently whipped round and set off at a break-neck speed that almost pulled him off his feet.

She knew I was poorly and nothing and nobody was going to keep her away from my side.

That, unfortunately, was the end of the early morning walks. Once I was well enough to go back to work I tried to get up and go out first thing but I was completely exhausted after being ill and found that if I did get up and go walking first thing in the morning I would fall asleep at work later in the day. So much as I was loathed to we had to stop the early morning walks until my health improved.

But now that I was better she would go out with other people, so the work day routine changed again and she now got a mid-morning walk with whoever was available to help out.