An overcast start to the day. A chill morning breeze battling with the mild air. The breeze wins . Angus puts on a jacket .After a trip to the cafe under the arcades we head down to the valley for a quick walk . For a blind dog fresh scents and adventures doubly important . Wilf may not be as fast on his feet as he once was but his enthusiam for sniffing and christening remains undiminished . A full twenty minutes of head down adventure . Then he tires, settles down on the grass verge, and dozes . '' Success is not final , failure is not fatal ; it's the courage to continue that counts ''.
Back home . He smells Swedish meatballs cooking . I'd swear that he skips into the kitchen .
Well, poor Wilf may have some limits, but he seems to live so well within those. And, of course, you are very good at assisting him in his condition.
ReplyDeleteSkipping to Swedish meatballs. Wilf is for sure a North European in the core of his being.
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ReplyDeleteBouncing Bertie - They could be southern European meatballs. He'd still skip.
ReplyDeleteCourage and Sweedish meatballs - an interesting combination!
ReplyDeleteSending love and gentle woofs to Wilf,
Riley
For really good Sweedish meatballs, I'd be skipping right behind Wilf!
ReplyDeleteWilf and you are the definition of courage. I hope that you both enjoyed your meatballs.
ReplyDeleteI would love to see him skipping - Versione "il moleggiato" aka Adriano Celentano?? Happy times, happy meals , happy Wilf - love Susanne, Daisy, Foxiie and Kiri
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ReplyDeleteIt makes my heawt sing whenevew I wead about how you awe sniffing and explowing and enjoying life!!! I hope that those meetballs wewe yummie and filled youw tummie aftew that walk..now time fow a snooze and then mowe adventoowes.
Thank you so much fow visiting me. I told mommi to take me to walk in Esztewgom one of these days..she pwomised
smoochie kisses
aSTA
Still on the Swedish meatballs...Wilf has good taste. Love them, and him.
ReplyDeleteWhat a perfect day it sounds like! A wander, fresh air, and meatballs! I'd be skipping too! Keep on going Wilf! Enjoy the meatballs!
ReplyDeleteWith love from your Canadian pals,
Dianna along with Tor, Willow and Tucker
a happy post for sure! the thought of wilfee skipping into the kitchen turned the smile throughout into a laugh.
ReplyDeleteand bless the font for keeping both her gentlemen in culinary heaven!
love and hugs to the most beloved wee bear,
tammy j
Of course, "Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs."
ReplyDeleteJoan
I'd skip into the kitchen if I smelled Swedish meatballs, too!
ReplyDeleteSwedish meatballs!! Yummy!! Bon appetit!
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ReplyDeleteSwedish meatballs!!! Yumzzz... I would skip into the kitchen too!
ReplyDeleteLove,
Homer
What houndstooth said!!!
ReplyDeleteI know I'd skip into the kitchen for Svedish Meatballs! Sounds like a nice morning for Wilfee and some good gravy over the kibble.
ReplyDeleteHappy Weekend,
Jo, Stella and Zkhat
and wouldn't my dawgs be waiting with drooling muzzles...for an invitation from Wilf, to skip in too?!..heck I'd be waiting.. :-)
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like you and Wilf had one of those perfect mornings. Scratches and rubs goodnight for Wilf.
ReplyDeleteHoundstooth got our comment, too. Sounds like a perfect morning.....if it ended with a meatball.
ReplyDeleteXXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy
I never tire of reading your accounts and relishing every moment and picture. Those Swedish Meatballs made me happy for you both!!
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend!
Cheryl in North Carolina