Wombat Womblings.
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curiouswombatA week or two ago people were discussing 'Point Pleasant'. It started on UK TV this week. We didn't watch it. Daughter-dear watched a trailer, then said 'that looked as if it could be interesting - until they put the name up - who ever heard of anything interesting with a boring name like that? I'm not going to even try to watch it.' This saved me telling her that you mostly thought that it was rubbish - although I did mention that, just in passing!
Went to my Mum's today, D-d and I, as we usually do, and as usual after we had had lunch and helped her with her shopping, we took her rather elderly terrier out for a walk. This is the 'Tommy' of terriers, except that's she's not dumb, just a bit deaf, and almost totally blind. She still seems a happy little dog though, but I began wondering about her take on the world. These days she is happy to go for a walk with Katherine and I, but only if we go up the road from Mum's - try going down the road and she sits down and won't move. She will happily go up the road, between fields of sheep and root vegetables, sniffing happily every smell, until we get to the field gate just past the house with the sheepdog, when she always does a U-turn, crosses the road, and heads for home along the other side of the road. It's as if that is as far as her sense of smell can take her before she feels too far from home.
Went to my Mum's today, D-d and I, as we usually do, and as usual after we had had lunch and helped her with her shopping, we took her rather elderly terrier out for a walk. This is the 'Tommy' of terriers, except that's she's not dumb, just a bit deaf, and almost totally blind. She still seems a happy little dog though, but I began wondering about her take on the world. These days she is happy to go for a walk with Katherine and I, but only if we go up the road from Mum's - try going down the road and she sits down and won't move. She will happily go up the road, between fields of sheep and root vegetables, sniffing happily every smell, until we get to the field gate just past the house with the sheepdog, when she always does a U-turn, crosses the road, and heads for home along the other side of the road. It's as if that is as far as her sense of smell can take her before she feels too far from home.
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