With the world in such mess it seems that whatever I think about writing is trivial. My life goes on whilst countless other people are having their lives abruptly halted through nefarious means. Hate, war, death and hardship stalks far too many people and I feel somewhat insulated from it all here. I have a comfy life with walks, food and (probably) too many beds to sleep in. I will not go into the politics of it all, as many others have already done so, and I am merely a beagle.
Lenny and I are getting walked every day come rain or shine. The routes are becoming more familiar each day and we are looking forward to Spring arriving so the off road paths can dry out somewhat. Then the number of trails will increase and we wont be walking the same three or four routes as we are now. I’m a regular jogger with mum now as we bimble past the barn, stables and then a couple of farms on our four mile a day jaunt. Lenny is becoming very good at walking on a lead without pulling according to dad. This doesn’t include the two occasions when cats have been spotted ahead and Lenny’s enthusiasm has been stifled by dads quick reaction in sliding his hand down the lead. He has got close however he is continually restricted in his efforts to “play” with cats. He is also being tired out through having walks between five and seven miles. I have certainly noticed my ears haven’t taken such a battering from his teeth recently.
Thankfully the wind of recent times seems to have left us alone for a couple of weeks now and we need only look forward to the Spring rain making our garden into a soggy mess so Lenny and I can get way too much soil under our dew claws. We have some plants in the garden too and, of course, Lenny and I have helped to water them. We can gloss over a story about a certain rufty tufty beagle who was caught (allegedly) eating a mixture of clay, manure and potting compost which had been used to try and give the shrubs a good head start.
And there it is, my current life in a couple of paragraphs. It pales into insignificance when I see and hear what other people and their pets are going through just to survive. I shall report again when, or if, something happens which is worthy of mention. In the meantime I’m off for a nap.