If I Had Been A Little Dog

At Times It Seemed Unfair That I Should Be Paid For My Work; For Driving Out In The Early Morning With The Fields Glittering Under The First Pale Sunshine And The Wisps Of Mist Still Hanging On The High Tops.

I Became A Connoisseur Of That Nasty Thud A Manuscript Makes When It Comes Through The Letter Box.

Animals Are Unpredictable Things, And So Our Life Is Unpredictable. It's A Long Tale Of Little Triumphs And Disasters And You've Got To Really Like It To Stick It.

I Seem To Have Spent A Good Part Of My Life - Probably Too Much – In Just Standing And Staring.

Over The Years I Knew Her She Always Looked At Me Like That - As Though I Was A Quite Pleasant But Amusing Object - And It Always Did The Same Thing To Me. It's Difficult To Put Into Words But Perhaps I Can Best Describe It By Saying That If I Had Been A Little Dog I'd Have Gone Leaping And Gambolling Around The Room Wagging My Tail Furiously.