Off to the hardware store for sunflower seeds for the bird feeder. For humans a chore. For PONs high adventure. The lady at the check out insists on giving Sophie a dou-dou. A lamb on a rope.
Sophie and lamb on a rope become inseparable. This may be because her brother didn't get one.
Bob is told in no uncertain fashion to steer well clear.
By late afternoon lamb on a rope has been forgotten. It has been savaged to shreds and discarded under the laurel hedge. Perhaps what's left of it will reappear next year.
Sophie basks in the sun. When asked where she's put her new toy she turns with a '' Lamb ? What lamb ? " look.
The fickleness of a diva.
Just another quiet day with dogs in deepest, deepest France profonde.