Just a short post to update after our return from Wiltshire. LB has a new moniker – Wobegone Bear.
In stark contrast to his 6.30 am starts at the B&B and his skipping around the place waiting for a walk with Silver, he stayed in bed till 10am and has the sulkiest look on his little face.
We’ve aped around, thrown balls, squeaked squeakers and generally made fools of ourselves but it’s raised only what can be described as a polite wag. He even left some of his dinner.
He perked up a little after a long walk and a chance to paddle in the ford but anthropomorphising or not, he doesn’t look half as perky as he did when we were away. Maybe it is time to find him a friend…
I can just imagine his little put-out face, just like the kids when you’ve dragged them back from the fun!
Tilly’s been flirting outrageously with a miniature schnauzer called Bertie – perhaps we should try walks in the woods again and see whether there’s any love in the air?! And if you don’t fancy that, I’ll settle for tea and cake in the shed anytime 🙂
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And so, this is where it all started!! The Annie seed was planted right here! 😉 OH xxx
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