Sunday, July 22, 2012

Has the summer arrived?

Horatio keeps asking what summer is. He has vague memories of last year as a young pup lounging in the sun shine. On his day bed in the garden. Warmth on his woolly coat. But he was very young, so it's all a bit misty for him. The last six weeks have seen us all wonder if the end is nye. Scott has even contacted someone regarding an ark. I mean a boat. We were therefore all rather taken aback when the sun made a long overdue appearance this week. Eyes a-blinking, we hot footed it to Gullane, three days in a row for walks and swims. There's nothing as rewarding as falling into bed at night, exhausted after a day of sandy fun. Swim-stuff swinging on the washing line in anticipation of more adventures tomorrow.


Where will we go today?

3 comments:

Yak Hunter said...

cool!

Bouncing Bertie said...

Oh lucky lucky you, having some proper summer weather. Aberdeen is still waiting...
Gail is envious of the swimming too, although I am not.
Toodle pip!
Bertie.

Climbingmandy said...

Hey Bertie. Horatio is a proper water dog! He gets v upset when I swim off from the beach and ends up swimming after me! Poor wee guy, I worry he won't make it so end up swimming back in with him.