From the safety of his stump seat Bob watches the little tike and his big brother head off in the school bus. They press their noses against the bus window and make woof woof sounds as they drive by. Bob is unimpressed.
I'm about to close the tail gate on the 'Loonj' and head off for the morning croissant when the PONs notice a cat sauntering across the lawn. They greet it with synchronized - and vocal - horror. PONs are a demonstrative breed.
Cold again this morning. We lit our first fire of the winter last night. The PONs head off through the village. Stop #1) is where we greet the goat in the old widows garden #2) the three race horses in the horse hotel #3) the pregnant cows in the field by the stream and #4) the inhabitants of the horse farm. The inhabitants of the horse farm live in hope that Angus has brought a bag of carrots with him. They saunter over to greet us.
By the car park the supermarket has erected a rather modernistic Christmas tree. It appears to be a concrete cone with some white lights wrapped around it. The designer is clearly a believer in the 'Less is more' mantra. 'The Font' notices that the little cafe on the corner has gone and the interior gutted. A Starbucks sign is being installed above the door by a group of workmen in red boiler suits. This is the first Starbucks we've seen in France.
While 'The Font' shops Angus explores the supermarkets temperature and humidity controlled wine cellar. An hour flies by. 'The Font' asks if Angus has become bored waiting. He hasn't.
This seems a shame. A dogs power to heal should not be underestimated : https://wtop.com/local/2017/11/program-pairs-service-dogs-veterans-booted-ft-belvoir-walter-reed/slide/1/