Tuesday, September 27, 2016
The flags are up on the war memorial. Something to do with the Indo-China or Algerian wars. Village opinion is divided as to which. Monsieur Bay is of one opinion, Madame Bay the other. The mayor , who knows the answer, is nowhere to be seen.
The gardeners arrive and start preparing the ground for the new turf that's going to be put down in Sophie's recuperation zone. They finish at eleven and promise to return when they've found some turf. '' Our usual supplier is out of it ".
This morning at first light Sophie is carried out into the garden and allowed to play with an empty yogurt carton. Then she's loaded into the back of the car for the drive to the hospital in Toulouse. Sophie has never spent a night without her brother or one or other of her owners so this is quite a day for her.
We can only hope the night staff at the specialist hospital have ear plugs. After her last ' operation' the night nurse at the local surgery called at midnight and asked us to come and pick her up. They'd never known such a 'vocal' patient.
Thank you for all your kind wishes. The diva will be back with us tomorrow morning. Bob is completely flummoxed by the disappearance of his sister.