Tuesday, February 7, 2012
A day of glorious sunshine and those unnaturally blue skies that you only see in estate agents photographs . The village deserted . The farmers tractors can make it up here onto the top of the ridge but lesser Peugeots and Renaults are left defeated at the foot of the snow covered ' S ' bend .
Wilf joins '' the font " to take a thermos of soup down to the old widow. Told that this is the worst snow since 1948.On the way back the family fellow turns on his back and falls contentedly asleep in the warm sunshine . ' Snow ? What snow ? ' . The benefits of having a thick, double layer, coat .
Six months ago the vet put Wilf on a course of pain killers . These worked well but have had some unpleasant side effects including stomach bleeding . A long telephone call with the senior vet to describe the symptoms . Agreement that we'll wean him off them until they're " really necessary ". Another little, amazing, victory in Wilfs journey .
Some dogs, like some people, simply won't be hurried. An old PON philosophy that says : " Everything that has a beginning has an ending. Make your peace with that and all will be well ".