Saturday, January 10, 2009
Winter Walks and a thank you for my award
I hope the pictures capture how cold it was out by the canal this afternoon. In the distance we could hear the hunting horn (boo) and the barking of the dogs that accompany them, which made the bichons quiver with excitement. We threw stones and sticks on to the frozen water and watched them slide across. Once you force yourself to go out in winter sunshine it really is suprisingly nice and that is what you have to do when you have dogs - force yourself outside.
It's lucky we live in a little cul-de-sac (funnily enough not a phrase known in France; they say 'impasse') and that we are not on a busy road, because I am always to be found very early in the morning outside on the gravel of the front garden urging the dogs to go 'on the paper'. Why the trigger words are 'on the paper' is because Misty, the first bichon we got, was house trained using a puppy pad ( disposable absorbent pad) which got moved nearer and nearer the front door. I used to hate it when the doorbell rang and whoever stood there would have the full view of the (and it was always when she'd just that second used it) yucky old pad.
The neighbours really must think we are mad - all the local dogs are sent out on their own and take themselves for walks. Our little princesses are supervised by a bag lady in a dressing gown and slipper boots with the shower caps on them, curly hair sticking up all around her head and a very natural looking face (although I never wear much make up unless we are going somewhere special). I stand there in the freezing cold, repeating like a mantra 'on the paper, on the paper' ruing the day that I ever chose to be a dog owner and wishing the bichons would hurry up and go and not be so entranced by everything. Every dog owner reading this knows exactly what I mean.
The lovely cheshire wife has given me a present of an award - The Van Gogh's Ear Award.I think it's because I'm a little bit crazy and might decide to chop something off in an artistic strop. Awards are lovely and I haven't forgotten that I said I'd try and design one - it's much harder than it sounds.