I went out for a cycle ride on Friday duly wrapped and layered. It was quite bracing, but I enjoyed it. I’ve been lucky that since I’ve had my new bike it has only rained once or twice (but when it did, it was the rain that washed the road away – so quite major rain!). I got waterlogged then, as I wore much too many layers and none of them were waterproof. But since then the weather has been perfect.
Rosie is turning increasingly into a cartoon dog. Her job in life is to be a pointer. If she has been trained properly then she would go out with a hunter and point in the direction of things to shoot, or things that have been shot. She would do this by going rigid and pointing her body at what every it is. This is a trait that she exhibits, even though we haven’t encouraged it. Last week there was a mouse in the garage and she spent several hours rigidly pointing for us to see.
Part of the deal, however, is that she is supposed to get some sort of reaction from us. She has recently noticed the pigeons next door and, having spent a few hours pointing and getting no reaction, she has started standing on her back legs, jumping up and down and apparently pointing with her front leg at the pigeons. We could not make her any more cartoon like if we tried. She just needs a speech bubble coming out of her mouth saying ‘they are over here…’.