We did things a bit back to front this morning by walking Maggie before having breakfast.
It is a lovely day today, the sun is shining, it’s really mild out, and there is no wind.
We walked through the park and yes, I took some bread for the ducks. There were only three then suddenly the tally ho chorus went out and they were coming from all directions!
Anyway, I made sure every duck got at least one piece of bread, but ignored the two geese and four gulls that tried to muscle in.
We stopped to chat with a lady who had two dogs, a chunky chocolate and white nine year old springer and a five month old chihuahua. The latter is her son’s dog who is currently very poorly in hospital with Ketoacidosis, a severe condition of diabetes.
Maggie was sociable with both, and the springer ‘talked’ to me by barking until I made a fuss. Then the little one wanted some too and I got nibbled with baby teeth.
Don’t I just love it!
We’d actually met up with this lady shortly after we arrived here. She was in a wheelchair then having broken her ankle by falling down the stairs in their new property. She is an artist painter and intended to sign on for the arts class at the community centre.
It was lovely to see her on her feet today.
She described the day as a ‘Soft Day’, apparently a term used in Cornwall which is where she originally hails from.
It’s an excellent description.
Photo June 2018
The tide was really far out this morning and everywhere was so calm and quiet. Gulls were gathered in little groups alongside pools of sea water and people were walking along the sand. It was more like a summer’s day than December!
We walked along the prom and then back behind the guest house, so Maggie had some quality time and we worked up a bit of an appetite.
We’d seen several other dog walkers, one who didn’t clear up after his dog and we were too far away to politely shove a poo bag in his hand. We haven’t seen him before, but I shall recognise his dog and remember him.