A horse has appeared in the field by the village pond. Madame Bay thinks it belongs to the German billionaires . What it is doing in the village rather than up in the fields around the chateau is left unexplained . The horse is very friendly . It wanders over, unconcerned by the presence of the two pups, to have its flanks stroked . A new fixture on our morning walk. Bob and Sophie ponder this large presence in silence.
The mayor informs me that the hole that has been dug in the church flower bed is for a spotlight. Next week the spotlight will be delivered and cemented into place. After that a man will come and dig a trench to the junction box. Then it's up to the electricity company to link it to the mains. '' It should be ready for the pottery fair " says the mayor brightly. The pottery fair is in August.
The workmen were supposed to start work on the bathrooms on Wednesday. The fancy builder phones late on Friday night to apologize for their non-arrival. '' We've had a delay in getting the materials. Don't worry M'Ongoose. The lads will start on Tuesday. Guaranteed ". We'll see.
This morning we wander over to Wilfs tree on the top of the ridge. A year to the day since that faithful old fellow passed on. While Sophie chews a lower branch Bob delightedly christens the trunk. A fitting PON commemoration . There's always laughter , but not much decorum , when there's a PON around.
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Maybe Sophie and Bob can get started on that trench to the junction box in the meantime. Just a thought.
Bob already knows the proper response to an occasion.
Can't believe it's been a year.....
XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy
A Pon will always make you smile!
Wilf and Digby woukd approve of that. :)
Bev & Rupiec xx
Bob's action made me think of a phrase I learned in French class: tant pis. For a 13 year old, that was always hilarious!
Beautiful horse. Well deserving of a flank stroke.
Well done Bob and Angus, for going up to the ridge and checking up on the spirit of Wilf.
Cheers,
Gail.
Was thinking of Wilfie Pon today. One year ago today I was in Turkey and I cried all day. There was the most spectacular thunderstorm on and off all that day and night. The streets were in flood. The one thing that warmed my heart that evening was how the shop owners allowed the stray dogs to come into their shops to shelter from the torrent.
God rest his beautiful little soul.
Distance kisses for those noses, on both sides of the bridge.
x
Where has that year gone? Yesterday I re-read the last two posts from 'Wilf's' blog - tears again. Such a special furry soul - how he would have loved these two new exuberant pups. The circle of life goes on.... X
Can you celebrate such an anniversary? you can certainly celebrate your strength of feeling for an old Pon. Love to the babies too
I went back to read the last week of your journey with Wilf. How sweet. How tender. xxxx Sheena in Palo Alto.
It sounds like Bob is following Wilf’s way of doing things.
Today it is seven years since I lost my first golden retriever. This morning, my two young golden retrievers were told of dog stories past, played with his old toys and checked out his now unused kennel. Tonight my glass was raised towards the stars at 7.20pm with the thought as long as I have my memory I’ll be thankful for the years I had with him.
Here in NZ my glass is also raised to Wilf who no doubt is somewhere up there among the stars lifting his back leg!
There may not be much decorum, but I'm glad that there are 2 PON's around!
Can't believe that an entire year has gone by already....dear sweet Wilf who will never be forgotten....always in our hearts.
Last year on this day, I cried and cried, and was snotty for a long while afterwards. Every time there is a thunderstorm I am reminded of my dear friend....sweet memories.
Bob and Sophie on the deck chairs made me smile, they grow cuter every day.
The horse looks well-cared for, so its owner must be nearby.
Can't believe that an entire year has gone by already....dear sweet Wilf who will never be forgotten....always in our hearts.
Last year on this day, I cried and cried, and was snotty for a long while afterwards. Every time there is a thunderstorm I am reminded of my dear friend....sweet memories.
Bob and Sophie on the deck chairs made me smile, they grow cuter every day.
The horse looks well-cared for, so its owner must be nearby.
I'm glad you have Bob and Sophie to help you pay tribute to Wilf's memory.
"To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high."
They aren't allowed on furniture indoors and they're not supposed to climb on furniture outside. Faced with two climbing PON's we've decided that we'll ingore the outside part of that rule.
Looking through my blog yesterday, I saw the post on that date last year and rembered the stoic lad...and his brother...who.brought us all so much joy.
Joan
Looking through my blog yesterday, I saw the post on that date last year and rembered the stoic lad...and his brother...who.brought us all so much joy.
Joan
Darling Wilf. I think he would be rather pleased with the tribute from Bob and Sophie. How else would you check out a tree? A delightful way to remember the boyz.
tears of remembrance and a special joy. wilf. digby. sofie. bob. and my own beloved little zeke. a pon too.
glad you walked to the tree with them.
I cannot believe it has been a year. I have tears and they are bittersweet. Lovely Wilf, darling Bob & Sophie. The true cycle of life.
As for the village fair in August. Nothing like getting it all ready - well ahead of time.
What's the betting the spotlight still hasn't been wired up by the time of the pottery fair ?
I remember that it was a year ago that Wilf left us, as we were moving to France that same day. He and Digby are still loved, and missed, by more people than you'll probably ever know. It is so nice to have Bob and Sophie to carry on with.
Those dear, dear dogs. And how lovely to have a horse wander over.
Thinking of sweet Wilf and his brother today. Such a presence in life, and a lovely memory now.
Bob and Sophie are well on their way to achieving the same.
I think your two young PONs would be most helpful with the digging of trenches for The Spotlight.
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