The most boring thing you can say to a dog is ‘Go and lie down’.
I’m at the age when I want to party. Lying down is for old dogs. It’s the last thing I want to do on warm summer evenings, when the fairies are holding their festivals and Pan is the DJ. Pan has the best tunes, and I want to go out there and dance all night.
All too soon it’ll be autumn, and the summer fairies will be going home to Fairyland. I want to make the most of every moment of their magical, musical company while they’re still around. There’ll be plenty of time to lie down when the world is cold, dark and wet.
So please don’t tell me to do it now.