A record of those unimportant little things that are too important to be forgotten.
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
Halcyon days.
All is well with the world. I get up , start to open the shutters and am immediately joined by two eager observers.
A wet nose presses against my leg just in case I'm unaware of her arrival.
Now that we're all up and about Bob wonders if this might be a good time to do some rug surfing. Angus suggests that a quick trip outside might be a wiser or certainly more prudent alternative. Sophie lets out her trademark high pitched double yelp as she races out of the front door. This morning there are squirrels, blackbirds and a large white cat to be chased. Furry fox is rescued.
It's barely six thirty but can a day get any better ?
Those little routines with dogs too unimportant to warrant being recorded in a diary but too important to be totally forgotten. The halcyon days of summer.
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Sounds as if a great day is going to had by all!
Merlin thinks that a spot of 6am 'catch' is the perfect way to start the day, whereas Teena is struggling to fill the kettle.
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Squirrels, blackbirds.....a cat to chase...AND the possibility of endless games of throw the furry fox....even some rug surfing...that's the most perfect day ever....!
Wait a minute though - how about some sausages and a bark or two at the passing pilgrims too? Perfection !
Perfect start to the day. Leah told us in no uncertain terms that she was ready for her morning walkies, her antics had us starting the day with a smile, can't beat it!
A great start, admittedly, but surely there will be more excitement to come!
Maybe a few workmen could show up with lunch bags, yum! And don't you need more sand?
Pretty much a twin of our day so far.
Great, isn't it?
Those morning routines, great way to start a new day.
Halcyon days indeed. Now, if the ROF just cooperates...
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