Sunday, October 27, 2013

Hidden depths

George and I went to Pwll Du this afternoon while everyone else was working on the house (belonging to YS and Nuora). It was a little bit wild but not yet as bad as has been forecast and it stayed dry, which was a bonus.

The worst part was negotiating my way through the flooded lane. Going, I clung to the edges but afterwards it occurred to me that allowing for the road's camber it should be shallower in the middle. But there's something innately scary about walking right through the middle of a puddle. There's always that fear that it may be concealing a big hole or a troll trap. Fortunately George volunteered to go first. 
Hence George is the only dog who can come back from the beach absolutely filthy. 


5 comments:

Leslie: said...

Oh no, George is NOT the only dog who can come home from the beach dirty! You should see and smell Tegan after being in the river, which is muddy at low tide. And the salt water beaches leave her smelling salty! So don't worry, you're not alone in having to deal with a dirty, smelly dog! lol

Liz said...

That's good to hear, leslie!

Annie said...

It looks glorious though!X

Liz said...

It is, annie.

katney said...

How was the storm?