More half hearted snow on the ground this morning. Down on the beach Sophie sees an excited puppy playing with an orange ball. For the family diva this is a state of affairs that must be investigated. How can this puppy be enjoying itself without her there to organize matters ? Puppy is of the hyper active type. This can no longer be said about Sophie who is settling into her 'grande dame' age. The puppy dances around her, does back flips and rolls on its back. The family diva has a look on her face halfway between bemusement and shock. Having satisfied herself that Jaffa Cakes are not to be found Sophie continues her morning walk. Some companions - even if they have an orange ball - are simply too active. She turns and looks at me right in the eyes as if to say 'I could have done back flips like that if I'd wanted to !'. " Of course you could" I find myself saying out loud.
The patio doors have slumped slightly on their hinges and do a poor job at blocking the drafts when the wind blows from the north. We stop off at the hardware store for some draft excluder. This morning a pile of snow shovels have made an appearance in the display of goods outside. This can't be a good sign.
The hardware store has a large selection of plastic garden animals. These never seem to sell although the prices are periodically adjusted higher.
The store also has an unheated Christmas decoration section. Angus wonders if these four monochrome gnomes are for sale or are an 'installation' ?
On our way home we detour to the butcher for a rack of lamb. The butcher chats away to my companion but doesn't give her a sausage.