There are thunderstorms about but up here on top of the ridge it's as calm and sunny as a summers day. The Post Lady stops by to say she's retiring. She introduces us to a young man with a beard who will be her replacement. After she's gone the French teacher passes by and lets slip that the Post Lady has a three packet a day habit and has received an 'unsettling' diagnosis from the hospital. How sad. Let's hope it's wrong. It may be a village of sixty seven souls but all of human life is here.
Sophie goes through the day with a number of costume changes.
Switching collars every four hours stops her from getting irritated and sore.
Under direct supervision she is allowed to go cone less.
By late afternoon all the cone changing has done nothing for those film starlet looks.
Second day in a row that a normal(ish) routine has been established. These simple little things make a dog owners day so much easier.
After Bob and Sophie have gone to bed Angus opens a bottle of wine ( Framboisiere - what a lovely name ) and toasts the Help Em Up harness as recommended by Kim at Golden Pines. This makes picking up 25 kilos of tail wagging, lying on her back, kicking her legs in the air 'diva' so much easier. Today she has walked from one end of the side courtyard to the other unaided. A small but reassuring victory.
We deal with the overnight paw licking issue by having her wear the black and the blue collars simultaneously. This keeps her head up and seems to cause her no discomfort. The plastic cone is rejected with a combination of head banging and howling. She does not get used to it.