This video was taken the evening of Mothering Sunday after we had returned from an eventful walk with the children and dogs. As often one of our children declared half way into the walk that they needed to have a poo, as most parents will know a child telling you they need a poo is actually code for, I am going to do a poo now, so emergency measures had to be taken, with Alfie armed with a handful of leaves perching percariously with his bottom in a bush, with much laughing and encouragement from all and then Henry tried to eat Alfie's offerings to lots of chuckling and yuks from the children. Dogs can be so gross sometimes, but very funny. Waste not, want not, as they say, after all its only a by product of a human, lots of species of animals see a feast where we only see faeces, chicken will happily scratch through their own and other animals faeces to find undigested bits.
After giving it ten minutes we then started to do some stone skimming, which then saw our oldest son nearly give his mum a visit to Accident and Emergency. I heard a crack and then felt a sharp pain in the back of my head, by sheer fluke a stone he was skimming at the edge of the river had just flicked another stone in the water and deflected and hit me at a fair velocity. It did hurt and within seconds a bump the size of an egg cup had appeared, the bumps gone down but still very sore to touch. My son was fraught and as I stood up from the crouched position I had assumed after being hit, I started to laugh as a memory of Bert accidently kicking a rugby ball into the back of my head a couple years ago came flooding back, which funnily Bert also was recalling this memory as if scynchronised with mine. I then asked if he was actually trying to bump his old mum off, they all then realised it was okay to laugh, whilst I rubbed my head looking like Oliver Hardy's sidekick , Stan Laurel.
After managing to survive the Mothering Sunday afternoon walk, which I hastened to add was not caught on video, thankfully for Alfie or me, it was home and the video was taken of the pups having their first real excursion all together in the living area with the rest of the pack, some very cute footage of Henry with the pups.
“The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him, and not only will he not scold you,but he will make a fool of himself, too.”
― Samuel Butler
Me with Bumble and Blottie, waiting patiently to be unleashed, November 2018
Hello, I am Jane, you might of guessed, I love dogs. We are situated in the North Devon countryside, England, United Kingdom. Our home is occupied by my husband, David, our children, pack of dogs and me.