Ennui

F tells me I should learn to knit. Bah humbug.

On Tuesday it rained all day and I spent most of it wrapped in my gold blanket - like a big pasty (I like my head covered too) venting occasional louds sighs.  F scoots me over. I shuffle back. I maintain contact even if her elbows are constantly in motion.

Reading is better because she can do that with one hand and rub my tummy with the other.

Being a big pasty doesn't elicit treats like going for a walk does. Since the 'dog' incidents we have been walking on the steep track that circles round the uphill side of the housing here. It's slippy for humans at the best of times (I'm constantly having to check her progress, especially in downhill mode) but in rain it is probably treacherous for two legs upright.

She should use her front legs but I admit they are useful for dispensing treats.

As I have been practicing posing for photos here are some pictures from our last walk up the hill track. Even when we have frost like knives around the houses it is mild and frost free in the forest.

Moss covered paths

Paths of beech leaves

View towards Mahakipawa Arm of Pelorus Sound

See me checking on her?

Practice pose - the focus is the treat in her other hand

NB (F) - frost like knives must be what it feels like to walk on in bare feet. New frost adjective on me too!