Monday, January 6, 2014
A critic is a man who knows the way but can't drive the car.
Bob and Sophie are taken into the garden to be groomed. A small tub of kibbles and some brushes are left, out of reach, on the grooming table while I go back indoors. Thirty seconds later the kibbles have gone. It's difficult for Bob to deny responsibility as he's actually on the table. Sophie would have us believe she's completely innocent.
A trip to the market for some cheese. Bob and Sophie are given tiny slivers of Tome au Fenugrec and some very ripe Livarot. Bob is so overcome with joy that he shows his overbite and does his embarrassing soft shoe shuffle dance .
In the afternoon we walk down to the stream. The very old farmers geese have somehow managed to get out of the paddock and are lined up in a hissing, argumentative mass on the far bank. Bob and Sophie are more intimidated by the presence of the geese than the geese are by Bob and Sophie.