70 degree temperatures and blue skies. A reminder, if any was needed, of the pleasures of living in southern France.
The two PON's safely collected from the kennels. Sophie hurtles out of the pen and into the back of the car. Her feet barely touch the ground. Big brother Bob stops to say a noisy goodbye to Bacchus the Labrador and Mo and Jo a pair of improbably named King Charles Spaniels. Sophie's weight has stayed the same. Bob has lost half a pound.
An hour spent checking that the garden and orchards are safe. Then twenty minutes of tug-of-war with a debuttoned flannel shirt. Finally it's time to settle down under the table on the terrace for some roast chicken followed by a carrot and a long, long nap.
Normal PON service resumed.
12 comments:
thank you, I have missed those two and reading their everyday life.Jaana
So pleased that life has settled back it its usual rhythm in the PON household.
At the start of my day and the news telling of all the trouble in the world, I'm glad all is well in deepest France Profonde.
All is well for Bob again.
I wonder if he is anxious in the kennel and stops eating. It's good that he has Sophie with him even though she takes advantage of his loss of appetite.
x
Glad to hear the PON flock are all back together safe and sound
I love their faces.
So happy you're back and all is well. I love to see their smiling faces :)
those portraits.
can i grin any bigger?
methinks ye might never stay away too long... or wee bob will waste away to nothin' !!!
xo♥
Poor Bob! He gets so stressed out when the flock is not together!
No croissants in the kennels
Poor Bob, below all that boyish bluster lies a sensitive soul. Total family fellow.
I just realized, the lab and the spaniel do not have French names at all. Bob and Sophie seem to be mingling wirh quite an international crowd.
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