On holiday, posing by the water lilies as per Mr Monet. The Mrs wanted to stop here and get her paint
brushes out but after my plunge into the pond things changed drastically….it was
just so hot on holiday I couldn’t resist…however I have now learnt not to
even think of dipping a toe into the drink unless I have prior permission. Luckily we found many other rivers, lakes and
oceans in France for me to practice my doggy paddle in, and for the Mrs to sit
and paint. I tried drinking the water
she uses to paint with once but apart from not really appreciating the taste, I
nearly got a paint brush in the eye as she went to rinse out when I had my head
in the bucket. I still cannot get used
to all those waves in the ocean and chasing them went on forever, never
stopping and I tired way before they did.
Water and swimming are a big part of my holiday. Fifi, my French poodle friend returned home
with us and she keeps me company in my bed.
So far I have desisted from pulling her stuffing out.
My latest exercise at present is collecting pigeons. The Boss has asked me to help him and I do my
best to find them wherever they fall.
The farmers and gardeners have all requested we collect as many as
possible to give the new shoots a chance to grow and before they are all eaten
by the greedy pigeons. So far the Boss
and I have reduced the numbers by a fair few but they always seem to return
threefold. I don’t
understand it myself by the Boss says I am too young to understand. I am two this month and am hoping for a big
bone on my birthday. www.bertsdogblog.blogspot.com