Sunday 12 August 2007

Little Swimmer



I like to be a constant source of surprise to these humans - you know; keep them on their toes. Mum and Dad have "had westies" for 11 years (ie Megan's and then Haggis's lifetime) but still find new things that amaze. So today, in one of the ponds in Challock Forest, I decided to wade in and take a swim. I swam out across the pond for about 10 feet, then curved gracefully to my left round a floating log, and swam back. Like a swan - all serene and smiling above water, legs going like demented pistons below the surface.

That adds to the list of things I do, that the others do not - including voluntarily leaping up into the car when the doors are opened, and jumping up via the terrace chairs onto the terrace table.

Meanwhile, here is pic of Dad's wheelbarrow, well loaded with this year's allotment crop of onions plus you can probably make out courgettes, chard, beetroot, garlic and a packed-lunch box full of blackberries, strawberries and raspberries. It's a good year up at the allotment and Dad is very pleased with himself.

Incidentally, for that steam railway yesterday, try www.kesr.org.uk

Have a great evening

Deefer

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