A most excellent Christmas. First up, Santa came, and delivered all three of us new collars, from Paris. Mine follows the colours of designer "parfumier" Emilio Pucci (don't you know - I'm sooooo POSH!) Un accord floral vert, radieux et feminin. Naturally. The amaretto, narcissus flower and iris butter make a change from squirrel poo, I guess.
We are all off to Hastings, to see the Pud lady, but the route takes us via the superb "Fire Hills" of Fairlight, just east of Hastings, for a lovely dog walk along the gorse covered tops of the sandstone cliffs. Here we meet big, bouncy, 8 month old Irish Wolfhound pup, "Pippa" who towers over us, and has all of us mildly wary when his bouncing threatens to engulf us.
The humans descend on the Pud Lady for the festive feast, and there are plenty of treats for dogs in the way of pistacchio nuts (!) and bits of unwanted turkey, plus Dad gets a huge "doggie bag" to bring home.
No "white" this year - it's mild and drizzly, but winter's not over yet.
Hope you all had a good one
Deefer Pucci
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