Puddle

Oh this is a difficult thing to explain but you see…Errr…That word is one of my “reserved words” AND has a somewhat un scenic association. Well you get the idea I hope. I am NOT going to paint you a complete picture…..OK?

We went walking this morning and it was a non stickathon to the other side of town to check up on L and D’s kitchen upgrade. Kitchen upgrades are always a dangerous thing to go visit as they have all these very shiny and expensive thingies like automatic pantry lights, touch controls on cooktops and voice controlled fridges that dispense Coke Z by simply asking….SO The Boss says. I was tied up outside practising my vocal exercises and didn’t see, and therefore cannot vouch for this one.

On the way home we ran into Gus. Gus is another Wheaten that I have known for yonks and is a local product rather than an import (from Palmerston North) that I was. His owner M was telling us about a trim job he had a while ago that was a bit over done. It seems he looked like a Chihuahua on stilts and some local blokes working on the road informed M that he was the ugliest dog they had ever seen. Oh the shame of it.
Anyway he looks pretty good now I thought and we had a grrrreat “Last Tangle in Paris” until The Bossess and M got the leads all sorted out.

This “P….e ” was on the track so The Boss made use of his phones wonderful DOF (Dog out of focus) for the shot. It worked ‘Cos you can’t see me…OK? AND before you ask ….. NO I didn’t! Even I could not manage this size.

Chemical analysis?