Wednesday, February 4, 2015
Joy without limit.
It starts to snow before breakfast. It then carries on snowing.
After some initial uncertainty Sophie overcomes her shock and is soon quite at home in the freezing conditions.
Her big brother thinks it's great fun to try to catch the snowflakes in his mouth. He's told this is daft. It doesn't bother him . '' I'm a dog. It's what I do ".
The two of them hurtle round the garden all day like supercharged fiends. Life lived at high speed, ears flying. No time for an afternoon nap. Snow triggers something in their DNA. After dinner Bob stands by the gate waiting for his lost sheep to return. He comes in reluctantly. His sister is already asleep in front of the fire.
Ten minutes rug surfing and then he's in bed and snoring by ten. More snow forecast for tomorrow. Angus hopes the rapidly shrinking store of dog towels will last.
One of those 'unimportant' days with dogs recorded here because it's generated too much laughter to be completely forgotten.