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?


Yak Hunter said...


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!

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.