26 April, 2007

Dog Days

At the risk of becoming even more boring than I normally am I am returning to dogs. Alistair was previously a lover of cats and hamsters but seems to have been converted to dogs on his Easter visit. Or is it just the enjoyment of laying out in the sun doing very little that attracts him?
Alice of course, being a motherly sort, treats Jasper and Muggins in particular as her latest children, although Muggins does look a shade fearful as he enjoys this cuddle. Mind you he also knows her as the main disciplinarian of the home and her merely saying, "where's my smack" is enough to send all dogs off towards safety!
Myself, I am an easy going soul, as all know, and the gentle stroll along the beach with the occasional halt to stare aimlessly at the sea or a camera is a great pleasure. I have recently come across photos (although not yet scanned) of my previous dog Rosie, an Old English Sheepdog, and at some future time will portray her. Also tell a mildly amusing tale of her protectiveness to Alitia.
But I am glad that Alistair has finally decided that dogs can be loveable, at least at times, and I strongly believe it was one of our mongrels that finally persuaded him. After all who could not fall for the most interesting nose in the world.

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