When we arrived at The Rickety Old Farmhouse the library was a dirt floored space used for storing tractors. Concrete was poured, walls plastered, power installed and book cases built. The floor was supposed to be tiled but the joiner finished before the tiler started. It then proved to be difficult to lay tiles around the bookcases. Instead the floor is painted with tough Farrow and Ball paint impervious to just about anything. Anything that is apart from one of Sophie's ' I have to dig to Australia' moments. Her scratching tears it up. Last night was a let me get to Australia night.
Today Angus starts repainting the floor. The PONs, although keen to become involved, are banished. Wet paint and paws are not a calming combination. A parcel is delivered. '' You've got something from America " says the post lady. 'The Font' opens it and finds a children's book.
While Angus paints 'The Font' starts to read aloud. Voices are used to differentiate between characters. '' What in heavens name was that supposed to be ? " I ask. 'An elephant of course '. Lucky the villagers can't see or hear us. Two supposed grown ups roaring with laughter. The dogs master with a paint brush in one hand and a glass of Margaux in the other.
A PON owner is bound to be enthralled by a Christmas tale about a Polish Lowland Sheepdog . However, if you want to laugh or if you want to make others laugh or if you love dogs or know someone who does then this is a book for you. If it was being reviewed in the New York Review of Books people would comment on its brio and narrative skill and enormous verve. As it's being talked about here lets just say it's sweet and kind and warm and witty and an antidote to cynicism and harshness. Oh, and did I say there's a PON in it ?
It can be ordered from a lady in Atlanta with a PON called Edward, here : http://www.pamelaterry.net/
Angus, even I might enjoy a spot of library floor repainting with a glass of Margaux in hand and being read to out loud from what sounds a delightfully entertaining book.
Sounds like good read, and with a glass or two of Margaux, a best day ever for master and mistress, if not for the banished PONs.
Painting with a glass of Margaux sounds the perfect combination
Love your blog! Quite an interesting life you have led. Your dogs are darling!
Maybe Sophie was digging her way to meet Edward in the flesh. It's all in the angle, you know!
I have Edward's first book. I received it as a birthday gift. I leave it out all year so I can read it at will. Must order his Christmas book !
Angus, thanks so much for your daily blog ... I look forward to it each and every day.
Yesterday we had to put Yogi to Sleep (12 yr old yellow lab) We found out 3 weeks ago he had prostate cancer.
It's hard, so very hard . . . but Bob and Sophie helped me smile today.
Dear Yogi's Mom, our heart goes out to you. We will keep you in our thoughts and prayers.
To Yogi's Mom:
I'm so sorry for your loss. I hope you can delight in your memories of Yogi.
I'm keeping an eye on my garden here in Australia, waiting for Sophie's head to pop through the ground . . .
We're so sorry to hear about Yogi. Our thoughts and prayers are with you.
Dog owners everywhere will understand what you're going through.
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