Thursday, January 14, 2016
An aversion to salt water.
A quiet day.
Bob sits on his stump seat waiting for 'The Fonts' return.
Sophie is happy to sit in the kitchen ...
.... and in the barn while I stack logs.
Bob finally joins his sister in the important task of staring at their master.
The new television arrives. The delivery man insists on carrying it to the front door. Bob observes him from the vantage point of his stump seat but makes no attempt to become involved in the proceedings. Sophie sniffs the box in the hope that it might contain sausages. She's disappointed.
A high tide, a car park by the edge of the ocean, an abnormally strong onshore wind and a rental Peugeot 308 with an aversion to salt water combine to derail 'The Fonts' travel plans. '' Didn't you see the flood warning signs at the entrance to the parking lot ? " I ask. ' What warning signs ? ' comes the reply.
Bob and his full flock should be reunited this evening.