The impact of the worming tablets seems to have worn off - Wilf has emerged from his 'sad and lonely' routine and is once again charging around full of vigour. After thirty minutes of ball throwing in the courtyard the boyz have just had a thirty minute walk up the hill from which they have returned happily shaggy and covered in mud - in short Polish Lowland Sheepdog heaven ! The red sky at dawn pressaged what in Scotland we would call a 'dreech' day - wet and windy. The barometer has fallen to its lowest level since we arrived here, so I guess we are slap bang in the centre of a huge low pressure system. The weather has now abruptly changed again and we have blue skies and an eerie stillness.
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