Sad news to bring you, I'm afraid. Denis, step-father of Diamond and owner of Rags (Asbo, our old mate) passed away at 5 o'clock this morning. Our thoughts are all with Diamond and the family. Mum stays round there today to lend moral support, and Dad takes us in the 2CV down to Hastings to see the Pud Lady and the Stamp Man.
Out of nowhere, the South East of England is finally having an Indian Summer, so it's a chance for Dad to don shorts and sandals and roll the roof down on the 2CV for the run down (and back). Gotta catch up on the Poros tans somehow - just a shame we couldn't have had decent sunshine for narrow boating, or Duncombe Park, or any other of the wet windy events we've been involved in this "Summer"
We have great fun feretting about in Pud Lady's mature woodland garden. Pud Lady is convinced they have seen a rat, so we are put to work a-sniffing. Dad knows that if there are rats hiding anywhere, Meggie's unfailing nose will sniff them out and we will all "point" - noses pressed to a hole, ears pricked, tails up, sniffing and darting about in prey-focus mode. No such luck. We wander about aimlessly, with no sign of the little varmints. False alarm this time, Pud Lady, unless they're scentless rats!
Deepest sympathies to Diamond
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- For its first six years, this blog was "written" by my Westie Pup, Deefer but now on reaching its 30,000th page-view she has passed the keyboard to me. It remains a light hearted look at the lives of our family, human and animals first in Faversham, Kent, then through our recent 'up sticks' move to County Roscommon, Republic of Ireland where we have gutted and rebuilt a farmhouse and are now starting a small holding.
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