Tuesday, 10 March 2009
There has been little blog activity in the last wee while on account of my not being here. The lad and I left Magnus in the tender care of Sylvia and went off to look after other people's pets instead. I didn't like to mention it in adavance in case I have a following of blog reading burlgars.
Jazz the dog and Leo the snake belong to friends of ours lucky enough to be going on holiday and thus in need of animal sitters. We had a lovely time in a house filled with books, sunlight and learning. Our holiday home is conveniently situated between a railway line and the sea which allows the guest to hear both the sounds of waves and the 3.30 to Aberdeen. It was remarkably peaceful for a house normally occupied by two grown ups and three rambunctious boys.
The dog played football and went for walks along the beach. The snake writhed around a bit. One sticky moment came when I went to the freezer to get some emergency bread and found a plastic bag next to the ice cream tubs. It was filled with mice ( rats? I didn't stick around to tell the difference ) and chicks. Cold, hard and dead just waiting to be defrosted for Leo's tea. As a wise friend later said, that could almost put you off ice cream. Almost.