Friday, March 18, 2005
Doggy Tales.
The Mongrel and me drove over to Kyle of Lochalsh the other day to see a man about a dog.
A collie puppy actually. Since we lost our two collies before Christmas, one to cancer, the other to old age, the house and even the car have been very empty.
Now we are finding that even Spike Psycho Jinglebells the cat, who grew up with the dogs and thinks he's a collie, is lonely and pining.
Anyway, we chose a pup from the litter and should get her in about five weeks.
It was a nice day out. More snow on the mountains than we've seen all winter, all very pretty. Doggy job done, we drove into Kyle, got out of the car and looked over at Skye, stared into the windows of a couple of tourist trash shops, and decided against a bag of chips because we know better than to buy anything in the Highlands if the shop doesn't feel able to display the prices.
Ten minutes covered all that excitement, then it was off out of there. We stopped at Eilean Donan Castle on the way back - the visitor shop there sells a better class of tourist trash, and they aren't too embarrassed to put price tags on what they sell.
The Mongrel bought me a Campbell of Argyll lambswool scarf, ancient tartan, not the modern, just in time for summer when I will probably need it.
A collie puppy actually. Since we lost our two collies before Christmas, one to cancer, the other to old age, the house and even the car have been very empty.
Now we are finding that even Spike Psycho Jinglebells the cat, who grew up with the dogs and thinks he's a collie, is lonely and pining.
Anyway, we chose a pup from the litter and should get her in about five weeks.
It was a nice day out. More snow on the mountains than we've seen all winter, all very pretty. Doggy job done, we drove into Kyle, got out of the car and looked over at Skye, stared into the windows of a couple of tourist trash shops, and decided against a bag of chips because we know better than to buy anything in the Highlands if the shop doesn't feel able to display the prices.
Ten minutes covered all that excitement, then it was off out of there. We stopped at Eilean Donan Castle on the way back - the visitor shop there sells a better class of tourist trash, and they aren't too embarrassed to put price tags on what they sell.
The Mongrel bought me a Campbell of Argyll lambswool scarf, ancient tartan, not the modern, just in time for summer when I will probably need it.
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Be very careful when putting a whacko into your life colcam, the buggers live for years and sometimes, don't let you leave the house!!!
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