SUNDAY 3rd Apr: Sunday sunshine and flowers
Cato:
Auntie Jane for breakfast in the sausage cafe! Yay! Then stinky bum fox park. They spent AGES talking about work stuff. Yawn. Thought the walk was NEVER going to happen. But we got there in the end, and the sun had come out.
The bicycle man was there, in his flourourourorescent jacket, cycling round and round and nearly wobbling over onto us every time. And Fat Bruno was there. Except he has been on a diet and is now nearly Slim Bruno. Tara lay down for him.
More camera stuff, of course. This is hawthorne. And this one doesn't have flowers yet, but it does have teensy sprouty leaves and lots of thorns.
And I went over to say hello to this elderly lady. Tara watched in case I got snapped at.
Then, when I didn't get snarled at, Tara went up to say hello - but we both got ignored. See how Tara's tail ISN'T down? and how she IS interested in meeting Old Lady?
Still only 3 bright red tulips - but Mum says she is loving the zooomy thing on the camera.
In a sea of bulbs. But there are some dark red wine coloured ones on their way.
and the boring bluepurple things too.
Tara:
Fight!
We had a good bounce, and I met a jackrussell/lab who was friendly and had a better tail than me. Which doesn't make sense.
This is Cato widdling on a bulb and me watching. He widdles on everything. Though he missed the foxy statue today, cos we didn't walk next to it.
Mum says that she thinks I am a bit more confident. I still submit to nearly everyone, but she thinks it is just a habit now, not a fear thing. But then she isn't the one with some horrible boydog sticking their slobbery cold wet nose up her knickers, is she?
Mum:
Hilarious moment! We were walking past the daffodils, and I saw this muddle, and thought of you all. So I got Aunty Jane to distract the monsters with treats while I went over and took the photograph.
10 secs later, a huge liver and white Springer Spaniel came blasting through the daffs, swerved deliberately to sploosh through the muddle. Splash and spray shot 3 feet high! Then he cast about for his ball. Found it. Veered back through the puddle, and bounced back to his Dad, and presented a very soggy, very dirty ball.
Jane and I were laughing out loud - and I escaped the mud spray by about 6 inches.
And I went back to photo the magnolia in the garden near our house. The flowers have opened more, and are quite luminously beautiful. Am loving this camera!
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