It has literally taken me this long to work up the emotional strength to get back to this blog (in addition I have done nothing interesting recently), but here we are. To let you know the outcome of my landlady-dog issues after the last message that I described to you all there was no further communication for the rest of that week. Friday (or D-day) when we were going to meet again came and went without a word from her. I will admit that I was supposed to get in contact with her myself before then but I still kinda feel that its better not to stir things (I think that is actually my justification for just being too scared!). Anyway when I did eventually speak to her she was happy as a pig in mud told me how happy my dog was and since then everything has been great.
I will however provide this advice to any others suffering similar issues. When I received the first message from my landlady, what I should have done was phone her back immediately, ask for more information and assured her clearly and firmly that I would do everything possible to rectify the issue. I suspect that my "silence" made her think that I was not trying to address the issue. A remark made by my brother was also very resonant. If you are at the meeting stage try to arrange things in such a way that she is not (in her head) in a position of telling you off, as that is a position that you cant reason with, try keep your position even. I also feel that it is important to take the time in your first few days (or even weeks) in a new place to get the dog settled in properly no matter what happens in the rest of your life (like some moron driving into the back of your car!).
Anyway I will find something more amusing for you in my next post.
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