Hello and good morning to all my readers, new and regular!
I haven’t done one of these for a while, but I was up bright and early (yes, I know, bit of a shock to the system!) as Maggie wanted to go out.
To be honest, I wasn’t surprised as we had an early night last night, so the final wee was an hour earlier than normal.
Maggie has always been very good and will ‘bother’ us if she is desperate to go out, so this morning I got a nudge, then a paw, then the nose in my ear and a lick on my arm.
It was just after 6am, so I couldn’t complain, and as Hubby had had another bad night, I told him to stay in bed, and got up.
Typical of a September morning, it was a little on the chilly side, so it was cardy and body warmer.
Stepping outside, the first thing I felt was the clean, fresh crispness of the air after yesterday’s thunderstorms. It wasn’t dark enough to need a torch, so making sure I had plenty of poo bags in my pocket, off we went.
People can be fined for not clearing up after their dogs already, but there are now plans to extend this and fine dog owners if they do not have the means to clear up after their dogs. You will have to have at least TWO bags on you and if you have less or no bags at all, even if your dog does not foul, you will be fined. My take? Poo bags will rocket in price in the shops, and shareholders will be clapping their hands in glee.
There was no traffic and no-one else about, but because of the rain, everything had to be sniffed because it was all new to her ladyship’s snozz, so a fifteen minute walk took almost half an hour.
Readers will know how much I love birdsong, and this morning I had a Robin chitter chatter chorus. There was one in a tree each side of the road, either guarding their territory or trying to attract a mate. It took me back to the two we had in the cottage, and woe betide the one that went the wrong side of the washing line!
Over on the Avenue itself, there were at least another pair conversing between the branches. Other than that though, it was quiet.
Loads of things were going through my mind this morning, including anticipation of a call from Bro in NZ, my thoughts about Mum and about the house.
Priority though is Hubby who is having serious reflux problems, and despite sitting up at night or having an extra pillow, he is not sleeping, and has started doing some research on low acid diets.
Once again we will have to modify our food intake and how we shop, but on the surface, it doesn’t look too drastic a change. Hubby doesn’t eat a lot of fruit already so cutting back on that and buying more fresh vegetables shouldn’t be an issue. With the winter months coming, stews and homemade soups will be the norm, so that can only be helpful. It’s going to be an interesting challenge amalgamating low acid and SW!
So far, Maggie has now had three walks, two with me, and one with both of us. Hubby has fallen asleep in the chair (at least he’s upright and appears comfortable) and she’s curled up on her cushion between us.
Quite a relaxing Sunday picture isn’t it.