The other night my humans went to see my new house, in Dunfermline, where we shall all be moving to in a couple of months. It is all very exciting and I really wanted to go to, and Hilary even offered to take me with her, but mean Tim didn’t seem keen. I think he wanted to keep it all a surprise until the move!

Anyway Hilary kindly took a couple of photos for me so I could get an idea. This will be my new home. My humans have seen it before – a couple of months ago, in the dark, while there were tenants living there, so Hilary said it looked quite different in the daylight and all empty and bare! Some rooms were bigger than she remembered and some rooms were smaller, and my humans tried to work out which bits of furniture were going to go where and which room they will sleep in. It is smaller than our current house (which is rather huge) so we have to be careful not to take too much stuff! Hilary has been working hard at clearing out stuff and filling up our wheelie bins here every week, so we don’t take things we don’t need!

Anyway we think the new house looks very nice, and I am pleased that Hilary and Tim went round it thinking of my needs. The back garden is all enclosed and there are only two broken bits of fence to mend before it will be a safe place for me to be out in – off lead! I am actually rather hoping they don’t mend it so I can escape if I want to!

Hilary was reassured that the doors of the house have knobs to turn, rather than handles, which I might have mastered and been able to get in the rooms whenever I want! (mind you, I am sure I will soon learn how to go anywhere I want!) The living room (thats the room on the left of the photo downstairs) has nice big windows front and back, so I will be able to easily see out and watch what is happening outside. The front door opens directly into the hall (without an inner door/vestibule) so my humans have decided we need a “dog gate” across it to help keep me in (the front garden opens onto the road so would be too tempting for me) and we will usually use the back door, which should help me from getting out on my own! Hilary was pleased to see there was space for Monty to have a bed outside in the shelter of the front door, so he can have snoozes there.

Hilary noticed the mail goes direct through the letter box to the hall floor and knew that meant I would get it first and well, perhaps be temped to tear it up or chew it, so she has decreed we need a basket or something to catch the mail behind the letterbox. She has checked on the intranet and “letter box guards” as they are called are easily available. They sound really exciting – this one says it is for EAGER cats and dogs – and I am sure I will learn to open it!! (and mabe even manage to trap Monty in it!) I quite fancy being a letter box guard myself, it sounds important and I can keep all the mail safe and try and bite the posties fingers!!

I am looking forward to living in my new home and making lots of friends in Dunfermline!