A record of those unimportant little things that are too important to be forgotten.
Saturday, March 7, 2020
Shriekary.
Sophie stops to glare at the wrens building their nests by the village pond. Do they not know this is her village ?
Then its off to have a long noisy drink from the old zinc bathtub . The water is an irresistible green. As all PONettes know green slime provides added piquancy to any drink.
After a shared croissant Sophie waits in the car while Angus pops into the supermarket. The staff are busily setting out a new display area. This contains a variety of truly horrible, but remarkably pricey, furniture. At one end the 'living room' arrangement has a pile of bags containing potting compost.
By the time we're home it's started to rain again. Sophie opts to spend her morning savaging her best friend - the blue eagle with the yellow beak and orange tummy and the basso profundo squeaker.
With the flick of her masters foot the blue eagle can magically take wing and fly from one end of the library to the other. Sophie finds this magical. She can play this game over and over and over. Chasing the eagle requires full throated shriekary.
What better way to start a rainy Saturday morning ? Sophie's owners confronted with concrete shredding shrieks and basso profundo squeaks are less convinced this is a good idea.
Dog psychology : https://gizmodo.com/dogs-are-surprisingly-stressed-and-anxious-study-finds-1842120372
We were going to pop over to the US for four or five days to see the Cost Centres and this exhibition but the airline(s) have 'consolidated' their flights which throws our carefully crafted scheduling out of the window . Long layovers would be required and an extra day at either end. Rather than have Sophie in the kennels for a week the exhibition catalogue will have to suffice : https://whitney.org/exhibitions/vida-americana
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I have to thank everyone for yesterday's kind thoughts for Cherry - it meant a lot and gives me confidence! I was amazed to see metal grids discussed as a common source of anxiety in dogs. A narrow metal grid runs most of the way across the drive into our building's garage, and every morning, Cherry very carefully threads herself around the end of the grid so she doesn't have to step on it. She's absolutely unafraid of cars or trucks but there's something about that grid - it's very interesting to know that other dogs share this particular fear. I also really enjoyed the video about the Mexican muralists. I wish I had known about that mural of Prometheus when we visited Pomona College a few years ago.
Hari OM
Library capers sounds just fine, even with sound effects. YAM xx
Bertie, another connoisseur of stagnant water, can't understand how humans fail to appreciate the taste of green slime.
Too bad about the USA trip - the exhibition looks well worth travelling a long way to see. My planned early April trip (itinerary Berlin, Dresden, Prague, Cesky Krumlov and Vienna) with two friends from the Seattle area is looking problematic on several counts, especially since my Aberdeen-Berlin flight was on Flybe... I just tell myself at least I'm not trapped in Yuhan or on an infected cruise ship. Time to hole up in Torridon! Cheers, Gail.
That furniture looks terrible, but then noting the perambulator and baby's cot, it's obviously not designed for our age group. Who would have thought that a pile of bags of potting compost were an essential in anyone's living room! Does interior design know no bounds?
Slimy green water - oh Sophie!
I'm adding my good thoughts for Cherry, too.
Sophie and her blue eagle are a delight. The two of them in chorus must be quite something. Thank you for the wonderful start to my day.
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