Crazy dogs and cakes


Last night, despite the weather, I walked into the village and went to one of the Indian restaurants in the centre. I had a super meal, washed down with two pints of beer. It did not matter that it was raining. I brought an onion bargee back for my lodger and his family. They liked it. I managed at last to book my first blood donation appointment, now being fully discharged from the fracture clinic.

I did a lovely walk today. The two dogs I was with, I often take out on Mondays. Henley was off limits, the floods there are terrible. So we had a tour of nearby Dinton Pastures. Before then, we went to a nearby pub, one I had taken a dog that is now sadly over on the other side of the Rainbow bridge. He would have approved of the visit to the pub, and the walk. The two dogs used to play well when the spaniel was a puppy but they are a bit aloof now. I had a sausage sandwich, I had a bone for each of them to keep them busy in the pub. They both had a taste of the sandwich too. We then did our walk. Sometimes you take a photo of a dog, maybe when they are moving, and it comes out odd…

When we got half way around, I thought we would extend the walk, by going round a second lake. Big mistake. We tried carrying on, through shallow water, but it soon went over my boots, as the ankle height on them is not high, to avoid rubbing the bump on my leg where the bone has been growing over the break. So we all got a bit wet. But soon we were back on the dry land, and just like his predecessor he picked up a stick, which Neville always did, but it could be a can, anything he fancied. As soon as he got home, he would drop it. I still miss Nev. Back at the spaniel’s home, the two dogs played together a bit, but tended to stay on their own, finishing the bones off from the pub. The spaniel likes to sit on me, messing about. He isn’t quiet for long. 

I left him in his house, as his owner had come back from work and I dropped the Labrador off at her house. I decided to make the beetroot and chocolate cake, second time, it’s going to be an entry class in this years Spring show. Just like last time, the top rose in a funny way, my neighbour suggested a smaller tin, but that might invalidate my entry! I have sent a photo off to the people who set the classes.



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