250 steps

That’s how far it is from our berth to the doggy walking area.
I know because last night in the rain I counted them.
The little minx would not do her business until we had walked the entire length of the grassy bank, and I swear there was a smirk on her face as she finally squatted her bot.
Hubby has counted the number of steps from one end of the doggy walk to the other and back.
It was almost 1000, but he has a longer stride than me.
Neither of us suffer from OCD…….. or at least we don’t think so!
Still, silent counting in lousy weather is better than voiced cursing.
dog in puddle

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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