The wind has turned a bit chillier, and the forecast is for Winter to finally arrive, but this morning it's sunny and breezy, so we head for Reculver once more. Here are the three of us in the 2CV again. Dad drove. Mum took off in the other car to collect Diamond, and the Lakeland terrier, Asbo. Not his real name - his real name is Ragworth (and that's another story. Get me to tell it one time). This time we (successfully) all met up at Reculver and went for a good ol' chase along the sea wall and down along the beach.
I've got more used to Asbo, now, so I'm not such a screaming drama queen when he passes within a few feet. I still cringe a little, but spent most of the walk actually chasing him around, my curiosity getting the better of me. Dad says he looks forward to the day we can play properly together. Asbo is young and fit, so it'll take some of the pressure off poor old Haggis (9) who sometimes gets to look a bit persecuted when I won't leave him alone
In the pic of all the dogs together, H is left, Rags centre, Me right and Megs bringing up the rear (as normal). Rags spends a lot of any walk running round checking that everyone is there. Diamond says he's such a ditz, he whizzes round counting to 3 dogs, then forgets and has to go back and check, then forgets again and has to check again, then forgets.... you get the picture. He's the same. apparently when Diamond is out with her three young neices, racing round making sure all 3 are present and correct
Have a good week
Deefer
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