The pottery kiln has been repaired and the debris cleared away. It is ready to be fired up. Fresh cement filling the fissures caused by Tuesdays mini explosion. This afternoon it will be lit and a batch of test pots produced. This was supposed to happen yesterday but the 'expert' got the days wrong and didn't show up.
Sophie discovers a bucket of sand left by the builders . She seizes the opportunity.
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How wonderful Bob has learned to howl. That means he is only a step away from "singing" along with anyother person or pup who likes to sing. Burst into song, Angus, and see if he will join you.
Jo
Angus, the Tuffies lady said, try this one....
http://www.tuffies.co.uk/detail.asp?ProductId=4
Note the money back guarantee. (PS I'm not on commission!)
A little owl settled on the hall windowsill at 2.48 am . It started to hoot. Infuriated by this unseen presence Bob started to howl. Hooting owls and canine howls do not make for a peaceful nights sleep.
Forgive me ANGUS - perhaps a wee typo mistake in your header (the Albert Einstein quote). All a result, I am sure, of the 2.48 am Hooting Owls and Canine Howls.
Thank you. Corrected. Who needs sleep ?
Chuckling over Sophie in the bucket. Now I would have had that over and a lot of it in the house. What fun. Look forward to seeing the kiln up and running. Have a fabulous Friday.
Best wishes Molly
You are so proud of these two little diavoletti - they are super sweet puppies.
Angus, I sent Luise the web link to your blog this morning. She's really taken with the blog.
She says "Why don't you tell him that you have negotiated a Really Tough Tuffie from us at HALF price and he only needs to call to place the order. Maybe he could mention the chew-proofness in his blog, if so it proves."
You have to speak to Luise to get the half price.
Good on Sophie...never waste an opportunity.
XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy
Please send Sophie over...she seems to be a DIY-er like me. She's got a pet passport right?
Did the new bathroom light ever arrive? Hope the project is coming along well. How is poor Madame Bay managing with all the dust and cleanup?
Hope you all have a good day.
There's something about owls. I've had several dogs who would howl at neighborhood owls -- maybe it hurts their ears, like fire sirens.
Fun times, barking, buckets and pilgrims. Good times in deepest France Profound...
hehe - Sophie, buckets, and dirt - of any kind. Sweet.
I don't like owls at all. Not since one suddenly and silently swooped down on my little dog who was only three months old. The owl looked for all the world like he wanted to pick my puppy up, but the owl just wooshed right on by, talons touching fur. I think the owl decided at the last moment that my dog was a little more of a meal than anticipated. The owl then circled and looked like he was coming back for another try, but aiming directly for ME this time, all big golden eyes penetrating right into mine for several moments (do owls get rabies! I'll never know what on earth was going on, we might have been near a nest I suppose) at which point I picked my dog up, ran off waving the lead in the air like a lasso and screeching louder than any owl ever could, something along the lines of "stay away you nasty bird". I ran for quite a way before I would look back. Must have been quite a sight (and sound) from the road off in the distance.
Really shook me up.
Sophie in the bucket on the other hand, wonderful!
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