Oh dear, we’re back to grey, murky, wet days for the week by the looks of things after a very cold snap. I don’t know about the girls but I definitely prefer the cold and frosty walks over ones like we had first thing this morning. All the snow has melted overnight, leaving mucky puddles of mud in the fields, which means it’s either a full-blown bath when we get back for the girls or out comes the PawPlunger. Seeing as yesterday was bath-day, the PawPlunger won at 8 o’clock this morning. This clever contraption works pretty well at getting the worst of the mud out of their feet and saves the need to hike the girls up to the bathroom for a shower-down, but I’m not entirely sure Susie-Belle enjoys it – Renae on the other hand seems to sigh with relief and willingly hands me her paws, I think she’s just happy not to have the full-blown bath palava.
|3 matching pepper & salt heads all in a row|
We’re home alone this week as Michel’s off abroad visiting family and we’re all eating our way through various bits of pheasant that he’s left us with, me the cooked and raw for the girls, naturally. Before he went, he cooked up a rather delicious dish involving mushrooms, cream and pheasant which will keep me going a few days and the girls have the carcasses they’re sharing. Renae seems to have come round to enjoying pheasant this last couple of days, although by the time Susie-Belle has crunched her way through hers, Renae has still only just finished walking round with hers, dropping it and picking it up several times before deciding to actually get on and eat it. But at least she’s eating it and not leaving it for Susie-Belle to have a second helping with.