Sophie demolishes a rubber ball and leaves the evidence scattered across the hall carpet. She gives me her best ' . Surely you can't think it was me' look. I explain to her what being caught in flagrante delicto means. She yawns and falls asleep.
On our morning walk we see more rain storming in from the Bay of Biscay. You know you've reached a certain age when you find yourself saying something practical like '' the garden needs it ".
The pool closed. Geraniums unpotted. Garden taps wrapped and insulated against the cold. Bob and Sophie sit on the wooden table and watch what's going on. They get groomed. Within ten minutes Sophie looks as if she's never been near a brush in her life.
I wonder if folks in blogland would be as unenthusiastic as Angus about the thought of spending a three day weekend here in December ? It is a long way north. Here's the video http://treehotel.se/video
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Thorough work Sophie. Well done.
Toodle pip!
Bertie.
PS First thoughts on the tree hotel - looks amazing. Second thoughts - maybe not for three days in the dark...
Well done, Sophie. Wouldn't even know that had been a ball.
We're with Bertie and Gail....a bit cold for us.
Impressive work Sophie ! Leah tries that butter wouldn't melt look,it doesn't work for her either!
Looks fun for dogs, but I bet we aren't allowed.
Bonnie n Kenzie
So that's where the Keebler Elves make Christmas cookies! Brrrrrrrrrrrr!
Long way north? Not much light with the years shortest day falling in December.
Otherwise, magical.
Taking a bath in the winter woods would require a complete list of the wild animals in the area.
But then again, after my North Sea sailing... I feel pretty much capable of anything.
Where there was one toy, now there are many!!! That's Merlin's viewpoint.
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Perhaps with Sophie, the term res ipsa loquitur may always apply. I interpret this legal term (loosely) to mean just the fact that it happened means you're at fault. Sweet little princess!
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