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Sunday, November 9, 2014
Harvest mites.
On our morning walk we meet the mayor. He's weighed down by the burdens of office. The Belgian lady at the far end of the village is becoming ever more 'unpredictable'. She's taken to standing at her front gate and shouting obscenities at the visitors to the horse farm across the road. The Belgian lady believes that the owner of the horse farm is filling her drainage ditches with manure.
To add to the mayors woes a group of youths from the neighbouring village have been 'partying' in a hut in the communal woodland. The gendarmes have become involved because the youths have an illegal refrigerator. This unusual revelation brings the conversation to a sudden halt. M'Ongoose unsuccessfully tries to work out what an 'illegal refrigerator' might be a euphemism for .
Bob has been bitten by harvest mites. Usually the cold weather would have killed them off but this year there's an infestation of them. The vet spends half an hour checking him over - Bob sits on the examination absolutely still. The PON boy ' if I ignore him he'll go away ' routine.
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So harvest mites have caused his nibbling. Good boy Bob for being so nice to the vet.
I hope he feels more comfortable soon.
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Here's hoping that the "illegal refrigerator" doesn't become a cold case.
I've not heard of "harvest mites" so I looked them up. They are the equivalent to what we call "chiggers" here. As a kid I remember the "itching and blazing" they would cause, so I hope Bob has gotten some relief from them!
Maybe it's illegal because they're using someone else's electricity to run it!
A skill set shared by several of the villagers.
The itch relieving wonders of Cortisone cream.
LoL
They used to infest previous generations of PONs at the time of the raspberry harvest. There they were known as 'berry bugs'. The French variety are more irritating.
Poor Bob !
Hope it's sorted out quickly poor boy.
Did they recommend more croissants by any chance ?
Sausages. Lots and lots of sausages.
Can preventative action be taken to keep dogs clear of harvest mites?
And I wonder why Bob got them but not Sophie?
Not knowing which French word was used by the mayor I make the following suggestion: if you think you heard congelateur he might have said condensateur which could mean electrical generator or more intriguingly a machine for converting a gas into a liquid which might be more likely to attract the attention of the police (think moonshine), if however he said refrigerateur I don't have a useful suggestion to make. Keep up the walks and the blog but perhaps stay out of the woods......
We're trying to catch up with old/new friends.
xoxo,
Piper, Celti, Argyle and Ivy
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