Sunday, March 1, 2015
Is freedom anything else than the right to live as we wish? Nothing else.
Our morning for visiting the cheese lady.
Sophie, unusually, is in the back of the car before Bob. She knows what day it is. Her brother doesn't.
A freshly delivered consignment of Vezelay. We take two. The PONs are allowed a tiny sliver of blue goats cheese. Bobs tail waves at metronome speed. The cheese lady laughs so much she gives them a second helping. Bob stares at her with his '' I love you. I really love you " look. When he realizes there's no more he heads for the door. So much for love.
The PONs spend the rest of the day guarding. Their vantage point was once a dining table and has now, for hygiene reasons, become their grooming table.
In the early evening a red squirrel saunters across the lawn and climbs the oak tree by the barn. He's safely in an upper branch by the time the PONs notice. The angelic duo sit at the base of the tree doing the PON howl. For them it has turned out to be the best day ever. Tomorrow will be even better.