If you’ve been reading the Dogsey blog you'll know that the dogs have been very bad while I’ve been very busy.
The weather hasn’t helped, first freezing cold then monsoon wet. The frozen dragon back on the muddy bridle path was a bit of a shock (I love this website of colouring in pages and dragon pictures), but I think I prefer that to the squelchy slip-sliding path of this morning.
And between these two extremes, the weather has been awful for dog-walking. Yesterday, I was surprised to see two other crazy dog walkers. I was a bit worried about Polo hurtling towards us; I didn’t think he would stop and we would all end up in the mud. At the last second he veered off onto another path – phew.
I wrapped the dogs in a big towel each in the back of the car (I always think they look like Mogwai’s when all wrapped up) and we made our way home, dreading having to go out again for the Village Carol singing. Madness.
I settled the boys down and off I went to collect the neighbours – hat, check, coat, check, wind-up torch, check. How do I look? Absolutely fine. Are you warm and dry? Yes, good. Let’s go. We arrived in a bedraggled group and there were others there already. Get tuned up, grab a Carol book, we’re off to the first stop. Five stops later and we were enjoying mulled wine and nibbles, shoes off, singing again. We must have done the entire repertoire of the recorder players at least twice.
Mulled wine downed, quick grab the right shoes, off home and out for dinner. It’s just that time of year, boys. Come Saturday, everything will be quiet and calm. We’ll all be with our families waiting for the feasting to start, looking forward to the Big Day. Love this time of year.
Happy Christmas!