..in a while crocodile! Remember that? I used to love Mud
(when I was 5 years old) but not any more, especially the mud outside our front
door. I brought Titus home after his debut at the grooming parlour in Thurso
(where he spent 2 hours wooing the girls whilst they transformed him from a
smelly beach bum into "dog about town"). To save his pedicured paws from the
offending mud, I lifted him out of the car and over the threshold - but in doing so I managed to sprain a
ligament in my hip and am now dosed up with pain killers and walking with a
stick. Oblivious to the trauma caused at his expense, “dog about town” has
tried to wrestle me for ownership of my walking stick and become inappropriately
amorous with my bad leg!
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| Monday's gales and wild waves - I could hardly stand up to take this |
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| The beach bum in Wednesday's bright spell |
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| sheep bums in Friday's snow |
2 comments:
That is a rugged, inhospitable looking coast line!
Titus looks like he is becoming a "salty dog". And while we're at it, what with all the animal backsides?
It was last week - looks very inviting in the summer! Titus has such a nice "art nouveau" pattern going on and the sheep were not feeling very sociable (plus there was the painkillers and whiskey)!
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