Thursday, August 14, 2014
I is happy.
Two articles about dogs in one of those glossy magazines you only find in dentists waiting rooms. For once the hygienist doesn't start a lecture about flossing. Miracles never cease.
London sunny. Halfway across the Channel the weather changes and the clouds build up. It's been windy back here in France. Two of the pool umbrellas blown over, their spokes bent and broken.
Bob is delighted to have found the 'lost' part of his flock. Mr. Glum instantly restored to Mr. Happy. He imparts a PON style kiss. He tries to land a second one but his owner has been forewarned. Sophie is less demonstrative. She allows her owner to tickle her then rushes off into the orchard to chase a blackbird.