Thursday, November 17, 2016
No denying that Bob has a slightly lopsided look but the drooling seems to be less pronounced. He's eating well. He's sleeping well. He's full of energy. Sometimes it's best to wait a while before scheduling invasive tests and sedation. Our vet is very wise.
We park on the square in front of the little market towns police station. There is every style of architecture except anything recognizably modern. Bob enjoys this part of town. Lots an lots of metal bollards to christen.
The baker has made some prune brioche. '' Delicious for breakfast '' he informs me. We stick with a baguette and croissants. Bob is rewarded with a little choux pastry.
After breakfast dog and master do a tour of the village. Deer everywhere. Bob is kept on his lead.
The Old Farmer and the Belgian Lady return from their trip to Pont de Millau. They've driven overnight. She has bought some tripe that will be cooked for dinner. Bob displays keen interest in the tripe. Later today The Old Farmer will start work on his Christmas lights. He tells me that the metal pole that holds aloft the star is showing signs of rust. '' Maybe I'll weld it or replace it with bamboo ".
The fleet of big black Mercedes from the chateau head off to the airport . It was a very quiet party. No noise wafted down the hill to disturb the village.