There’s been WAY too much mischief from the humans this weekend.
WAY too much. Almost too much for a puppy to handle.
Last week, in the night time when I have my walk, something strange has been happening. Explosions. I thought my world was going to end. It’s been very confusing for a puppy. The sky has been exlpoding in colours and lots of bangs. They’re so bright that they light up the street. It’s so loud that it makes my feet run all by themselves. And the smell … there’s such a funny smell in the air.
My human had to sit down and explain something to me. It went like this …
The fifth of November,
Gunpowder, Treason & Plot.
We see no reason,
Why Gunpowder Treason,
Should ever be forgot.
She said that there was more to explain, but it was a lot for a puppy to understand. Especially when they’re being distracted by explosions. But that it was VERY mischeivious.
She said that a long time ago, a man called Guy Fawkes tried to blow up the King and the rulers of England. Guy Fawkes and his friends got some barrels of gunpowder, bought a house next door to the Houses of Parliament and filled up their cellar with the barrels. Guy Fawkes had an important job because his job was to set the barrels on fire. He was a true mischief maker.
Guy Fawkes was caught by soldiers in the cellar with the barrels of gunpowder and was taken to the Tower of London where he was tortured, probably by not having any treats and getting a big TIME-OUT in a boring room. To start with he didn’t tell anything and kept the mischief all to himself, but eventually, with ‘reward based training’ they managed to get the truth out of Guy Fawkes and he told EVERYTHING.
Every year, everyone in England celebrates because the Houses of Parliament were not blown up and The King was not killed. They celebrate by making a ‘Guy’ and burning him on top of a fire. After that there’s a big pawty and all of the humans set off gunpowder into the sky and then sticks fall out of the sky into the park – but I’m not allowed to play with them.
In the morning, my human took me to the park so that I could inspect the fireworks before they were set alight. She told me that EVERYONE from my world would be there that night. That all the dogs would be left at home and they were just supposed to sleep through all the banging. She said it was nothing to worry about, that the Queen is alive and that I could have a walk afterwards.
So they left me.
Listening to Explosions
And seeing flashes.
When they came home, my human took me for a walk. There were so many people on the streets! It was all very exciting for a puppy. It was so exciting that I forgot to cause mischief of my own like I had planned.
When everyone was back home. Every time an explosion went off, I jumped up, ran to the door and BARKEDASLOUDASICAN to let the humans know that everyone was still having the paw-ty and they were missing out.
As you can see, NO mischief from me this weekend.
I’m calling Mischief on Guy Fawkes!!!