Ooops - got scolded for this little stunt. Lots of stuff about maybe getting me a harness - free floating ballistic westies in the back of your head, even at 2CV speeds. Gotta give you a crick! I was only up there a couple of seconds, honest. Something about "You might be only a pup, but you're blocking my entire rear view!"
Hasn't it turned cold! Frost on the cars in the morning and frost bite of the fingers for humans who walk us with no gloves on, - hands out of pockets when we are on the leads. Nice walk though in the clear bright evening - up across the Rec, down through town and past the Sailing Barges (old "Greta", who Meg and H went sailing on last year, all de-rigged and parcelled up in her polytunnel, sitting in a dry dock for her winter maintenance), and back across the fields. Perishing cold! We are glad Dad has left us all shaggy for the moment, and not listened too hard to the talk of Global warming and an early Spring. Snowdrops might be out under the James Grieves, but it sure looks like snow to me!
Keep warm
Deefer
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