Monday, 22 September 2008
A Doggie Gathering
The above picture doesn’t really need any words. But it’s Monday morning and I am trying to work out how to finish a piece on a walk I did last week for the magazine (otherwise known as procrastination).
I don’t know about your neck of the woods but here in Cornwall we had a wonderful weekend. The sun shone and despite a brisk north easterly wind, just seeing the sun is such a tonic – particularly as we had a friend staying.
We had a couple of lovely walks with Moll and on Saturday had a cup of tea at a café which is wonderful for people and dog watching. The dogs – what a mixture – a red setter called Dolly; a fat dachsund, a young black lab, soaked from a recent swim, a bearded collie, a miniature poodle, a springer spaniel and of course, scruffy Moll. We were all sitting outside enjoying the warmth when the dachsund (being one of the smallest) started barking. In a couple of seconds every dog was shouting their heads off – just like the Twilight Barking from 101 Dalmatians.
There was a stunned silence, then all the owners roared with laughter. Nothing like dogs to bond people together.