A belated thank you.

No sign yesterday of Yves, Ross his wild haired Irish sidekick or the morose lad in the blue bib overalls. In the land of the carefully monitored 35 hour work week they seem to have already filled their quota. Their absence means that the decking sits uncompleted in the middle of the garden- Wilf seems to think that the unfinished framework is some sort of obstacle course for him to work his way through and around. Hours of fun were had squeezing under beams and lumbering over spars. He has also carefully and precisely christened each plank and support.

Life has been hectic over the last couple of weeks or so and it's only now that there's time to go back and read all your comments and posts. What an outpouring from so many kind hearts. When we started the blog it was a light hearted, quick and efficient way of keeping in touch with the family. Yet here we are two and a half years on and we find people from all over taking the time in their hectic schedules to think about a small dog in the south of France. For his family there was one event that forever transformed Digby from being a little PON into a giant . Reading your comments it seems the family the little giant touched was bigger than we ever imagined.

Dogs have a bubbling sense of enjoyment, always finding what in life is pleasing, attractive and affectionate. Their days are a quest for laughter and delight. They are constantly on the look out for new things to bring merriment, to console us for what ails the world. To all of you who commented and even posted - thank you. It's touching that there are so many caring folk out there who enjoy and want to share the quality of chaos that our friends bring. They remind us of the miracle of existence. Above all dogs understand that merriment has to be shared - like champagne adventures can't be enjoyed alone. Thank you so much for sharing Digbys .