Funny how you don't go out from nearly one year to the next and then you feel like proper gadabouts. The last couple months my husband, David and I have been invited to several celebrations and on Saturday night it was the 40th Wedding Anniversary Celebration for a Rob and Ann who are not only my father-in-laws cousins, but I also milked their herd of cows until they retired from Dairy farming, must be some ten years gone now. Ann, I see regularly to cut all our families hair. If you can call having your haircut every 3 or so months, or when it starts to annoy me, regular.
I milked all weekend, so this would be a dry event (Not partaking in alcoholic beverages) for me. Saturday we also had our oldest, Bert doing cricket and Bertie who has been staying with us was due to be picked up by his family, back from their holiday in Spain. Somehow we managed to get everything timed right to find ourselves at Umberleigh Village Hall just after 7 pm to sit for food at 7.30 pm. Rob and Ann lay on a wonderful night of food and entertainment with live music, and their love of dancing, saw most of the room were up on the dance floor for the best part of the evening. On the dancing front David and I don't need any encouragement. We left at midnight, because I had a 5 am start next morning and the celebration was very much still swinging. We had a lovely evening and at 47 and my toy boy husband being nearly 45, we were considered youngsters at the party, so whats not to like.
As I said above, Bertie left us Saturday evening. Bertie is from Smudge and Henry's litter born back in April, Cavalier cross Brittany. Emma who had Bertie, her family had a holiday booked in Spain and asked if I could have him for the two weeks. They picked him back up Saturday evening, but unfortunately I was busy milking and picking up our son, Bert from cricket, so the hand over was done by my husband, David.
Emma emailed me later to say, "To Jane & family, both human & 4 legged! Thank you so much for looking after Bertie for us. I can't believe how much he has grown. He's huge. We contemplated calling him Digby, it would have suited him! Lovely to have him home. He's very chilled. Thank you again. Will keep in touch with updates.
Em & Co xx"
Thanks Emma, it was a pleasure looking after Bertie, especially watching his sisters gang up on him when playing.
The slideshow, shows the last couple days Bertie was with us. The photos of me sat with him, his Dad and siblings were taken Saturday morning, when I had returned from milking and was sat talking to my husband and they all decided to sit up with me.
The photo of Henry on my head, he is trying to lick the side of my mouth. I had moved on to the red sofa and Henry decided it was time I got out with him for his run, as he knows the routine.
When dogs stir each other up to go hunting in a pack, going around licking each others faces and winding the pack up is the precursor to the off. I have observed this in our dogs before and recognised it as a precursor to the off several years ago and then a couple years ago watching some wolf footage saw that they display this behaviour also, as a precursor to starting to track and hunt. Notice in the second photo of Henry's ambush, that Ysobel appears as if from nowhere taking advantage of the moment to clean my ear for me.
One thing you can see in the photos with me in, is what our summer here in the UK has been like this year. I don't sunbath, but working a lot outside I normally catch the sun on my arms and have brown arms most years, as you can see I ain't caught much sun this summer.
“The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him, and not only will he not scold you,but he will make a fool of himself, too.”
― Samuel Butler
Me (Jane) with Puddin' and Teagol, waiting patiently to flush a patch of kale, December 2019
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