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! In November 2020, we lost our beloved 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. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. 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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