So Gail came back LATE from her Thursday bike ride and wondered why I did not leap up to greet her instantly when she stepped inside the house.
I guess she thinks I have nothing better to do than sit at the front window anxiously awaiting her return.
Anyway, I made it quite clear that I had important business to attend to and that just because she wasn't playing ball it didn't mean that I couldn't.
Gail then tried to interest me in her photos of some newborn lambs they'd cycled past in a field on the way to Stonehaven.
Frankly I wasn't impressed by the photos. I was even less impressed when Gail tried to tell me how I was a lucky boy because her friends had been discussing what they did when they got home after a ride and all the others said the first thing was to either eat, take a shower or clean their bike, whereas Gail claimed she always prioritised taking me out for a walk.
Oh, to be strictly accurate, they ALL said the VERY first thing was to have a cup of tea.
(I was clearly much mistaken in imagining that these ladies would discuss the state of the world and the meaning of life while pedalling along the Aberdeenshire byways...)
Well I did get my afternoon walk, albeit a short one, in nearby Clochandighter Wood yesterday. My word, the weather is grey and gloomy right now. I bet those little lambkins are yearning to be back inside mummy sheep's womb!
Happy Nature Friday!
