The condoms are out!

It is an absolutely FILTHY day, and of course Maggie wanted to go out.
No sir, she would not pee on the front lawn, she wanted her morning walk on the beach.
This photo was taken on ‘White Sands’ and I forgot to include it.

Anyway, it’s not snow this time, we wouldn’t mind that, by icy driven rain and winds of 60mph plus.
The windows are whistling, though the house is amazingly warm. We have several dead wheelie bins in the road. Our neighbour’s bin had gone blowabout and overturned on our drive, but luckily Hubby managed to clear up before they were emptied at 6.30.

We donned our yellow suits (jacket and trousers) so pleased we decided to keep them after giving up the boat, woolly hats and gloves, put Maggie in her waterproof coat and fluorescent jacket as it was still quite dark, and padded out across the wet divide.

We were on for a frustrating sniffathon and the wind hit us full force as we turned the corner, almost taking us off our feet. Eventually she performed the biz and we turned tail and came home, this time with the wind behind us.
It was a compromise, as we sort of did half the avenue and got within sniffing distance of the beach, but it would have to do.

It’s approaching 9.30 now, and the wind has turned, literally, going the other way so we are in for another bout of it.
Hubby has discovered where the whistling’s coming from and filled in a couple of holes in the window frame. Perfect, the only casualty being my wooden spoon to get the gunge out, a result of kitchenituspilferous.

Fence panels next.
Here we go again, though not ours. The panels themselves are sturdy, but it appears the posts had not been concreted in and the wind has lifted them. The posts are on our side, but the fence is our neighbours, so we’ll have a little chat and offer to split the cost of bags of instant cement to secure them in place once the wind dies down.


About pensitivity101

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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11 Responses to The condoms are out!

  1. foguth says:

    Congratulations on surviving your morning walk!

  2. It’s always the worst days when certain four-legged friends decide to be picky about where to do their business!

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