Monday, April 15, 2013
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter .
It's starting to get hot now. Our first 80 degree day of the year. Puppies and owner are up and out early to make the most of the cool air. An acclimitisation trip to the bakers followed by a long , well deserved, doze under the shade of a palm tree.
After breakfast Sophie clambers up on top of the small, low rise, cabin that houses the pool pump . She soon finds that this makes a perfect launch pad for attacks on her brother. Brother and sister spend a full half hour playing this game . Sophie leaps, Bob gets flattened . Sophie leaps. Bob gets flattened . Sophie leaps ..... The hyacinths that have been planted round the little cabin are quickly decapitated . '' They'll grow again next year " says ' the font ' echoing a line used by puppy owners throughout history.
Late on Sunday evening Monsieur Bongo , the drain man , phones. '' I've had a cancellation M'Ongoose. I'll start on your blockage on Tuesday ". He then repeats himself but adds the line " It's your lucky day ". Angus can't help but wonder how many people would consider a visit fom the drain man to be their ' lucky day ' .