The two boyz were up and out in the lavender beds at five this morning chasing lizards. You would think that after eight years they might have learnt that the lumbering charge accompanied by howls of delight is not the best way of creeping up on critters. However, stealth is not a concept that Polish Lowland Sheepdogs understand - much better to believe in the ever redemptive power of hope over experience. Anyway,the two of them returned from their morning adventure in the lavender blissfully tired and smelling like a perfume factory - quite an improvement from their usual odour. Post breakfast Digby managed to unearth a bright yellow long lost soft toy which he is now sitting contentedly chewing at the front gate - it is almost as big as he is which makes it particularly attractive. Wilf is most unhappy at his brothers good fortune in finding a toy and is giving off those plaintive looks suggesting that for the sake of natural justice I take it from Digby and give it to him.
Benign to malign
10 years ago
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Lavender and old toys - it doesn't get any better that this.
XOXO
Lilly, Piper, Carrleigh and Java
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