Wednesday, October 12, 2016
It's a long journey.
The stitches come out. Sophie only complains once - when the glue on the bandage pulls her hair. Apart from that she is the perfect patient. She even falls asleep on the table. How much easier life is when you have vets that care, can laugh and are well practised in what they do. Sophie adores the attention. In two weeks we'll take her to the hospital in Toulouse for her X-rays and decide the date for the operation on the other leg.
The two soft collars will need to be kept on for the next 48 hours. This is maximum itch and irritation time. We try taking the collars off but she's licking away at the wound within a minute. There can be no doubting that the family diva is getting mighty bored with the imposed inactivity.
Bob has no idea what's happened to his sister but he's expecting us to take care of it.
He gets six walks on Tuesday. Three from me and three from 'The Font' . Both dog and owners are glad to stretch their legs.
We keep him on his lead. There are deer everywhere. Last year we commented on how many there were. This year there seem to be even more.
4:21 pm. The church bells, which are set to chime on the hour and the half hour, peel away. A strange sound. First one bell chimes three times, then the second, then the third. Then they all peel together. I assume there is another problem with the wiring in the belfry. As Bob and Angus come along the lane we spot a crowd of villagers standing on the village green.
Madame Bay comes up to inform me that the Very Old Farmer passed away an hour ago. The church bells are being rung to say 'adieu' to his departing soul. The older villagers congregate outside the church to say farewell to one of their own. I comment that this is a very charming and very French tradition. Madame Bay informs me in a matter of fact tone that it's ' Not only French. Surely, it's what everyone does at the start of a long journey '.
And so passes another day in a village of 66 inhabitants when we learn something new about life in deepest, deepest France profonde.