Happy Birthday!

Hubby strimmed the grass yesterday and I took advantage by going shopping on my own.
I was going to walk up into town but Maggie was looking so excitedly expectant I took her with me in the car as she still can’t walk too far yet.

I bought some real potatoes for our two day stew as the little buttons they’re selling in bags are a joke unless you want them with a salad which doesn’t need to be refrigerated now after the change in temperature. We had our first frost yesterday, but the heating kicked in way before we got up so the house was lovely and warm. It’s a good boiler!

Anyway, I wasn’t out long and stopped off to give Maggie a wee in the park on the way back.
There had been fire close by as Hubby saw the smoke when he let her out first thing, but I couldn’t see any evidence of damage to the pub, chippy, car park or surrounding property.
There were however an awful lot of dead rocket sticks littering the ground, and when we took her down to the beach car park later in the afternoon the place was covered with even more and loads of little round pieces of cardboard fillers from the bigger ones that starburst. I found myself thinking that if they had all been coloured yellow, it would’ve looked like the place was paved with gold. There were literally hundreds of them.
Would you believe we had some going off yesterday as well???

I made a new friend down at the car park. He was so pleased to see me, though his owner was a little anxious as he came rushing down the slope to greet me.
My readers know I’m a dog kinda gal, and this one knew a good thing when he saw one. Cue one absolutely huge black and white great dane called Lotto, an 8 year old rescue who has been with his current owner for 6½ years after being taken back to the rescue centre four times through no fault of his own.
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Anyone would think the dog had known me for years, but honestly, today was the first time I met him. Lotto is a leaner and a charmer.
Maggie looked on from the back seat as he got into the back of their car which physically dipped a good two inches.

We gave her a short walk, but not on the beach, for her afternoon performance and coming back to the car met up with three little dogs that amounted to the size of Lotto’s head. Equally gorgeous in their own way, one was blind and diabetic and the ruler of the pack. It was also the youngest and smallest of the three.

It was a good day.
Hubby’s birthday today.
Nothing planned though I have got him a small gift and made a card a little while ago. We’ll have the second portion of our stew today, and might even go out for the day if it’s nice.