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During our holidays, we met a keen and funny little dog. We called him Scotty. His job was to keep an eye on the meals of the guests. At least we guessed that; because everytime we had a meal on our table, he joined us and watched the food very closely :D
The photo is more a snapshot, but I kinda liked it due to the viewpoint and the colors. And it reminds me of the holidays and Scotty, what makes me smile.
Hope, it makes you smile, too =)
Tiuccia (Corsica, France)
Noa knows that long winter evenings are good for snuggling up in the blankie on the lap of one of her humans.
"You can just go about your own business now, really. Me can nom this piece of carrot by myself, you know."
While looking through some old stuff in a drawer, I found my early 00's electronic Yahtzee game. It still works fine.
It looks like Noa also wanted to have a try at rolling the digital dice.
Note: Those top boxes aren't dangerously balancing above Noa's head, but they're nice and sturdy on a cart.
The cold didn't seem to bother her at all. She sat there for quite a while, looking at me taking pictures from behind the window.
"Cold? What cold? This is what I grew my super fluffy winter coat for!"
Noa curiously checks out the batch of potatoes that we gleaned from a field. They were leftover after commercial harvesting and the farmer allowed us to collect them. Good thing, because otherwise they'd be left on the farmland to go to waste.
We've had a couple of nice sunny and warm days so far, but also a lot of grey, windy and rainy ones. It looks like Spring just isn't really ready to fully spring yet.
They ended up doing a "lady & the tramp" thing. I have a photo of it, but it's pretty crap :P No sun + rain + moving bunnies = crap photos. Boo.
Noa is carefully inspecting the batch of potatoes that we were allowed to collect from a farmland after they'de been leftover by the harvesters. Big one's for making French fries, and baby potatoes for baking 😋
Such a shame that I failed to get the top of her head in the photo... It would have been my best yawn capture of Noa if the frame would have been just a little bit taller.
Whenever we open the big "front door" of her cottage like this, Noa likes to come out and sit on it for while. (The door is barred, but half of it is covered with a wood sheet, so her feet don't slip through.)
The petting zoo is located at the park surrounding a nursing home in my town. The animal enclosure is, I think, only opened at designated times for residents of the nursing home and clients of the adjacent daycare center for people with disabilities. The park is open to anyone though, and I frequently take a walk there to check on the buns. I don't think it's officially allowed to feed them as an outsider, but I can never resist giving them something like a dandelion flower of leaf, or, just really sporadic, a little slice of carrot.
On warm days, Noa enjoys flopping on the cool concrete in the shade of her covered pen. Even her chest and cheek get some cooling against the upright stone tile, and the mesh allows a cool breeze to go through the pen.