Just had a visit from my youngest daughter and her husband with their rescue dog. She, the dog, is a 3 year old Jack Russell who is now known as Boudi - short for Boudicca! She is a feisty little thing and has been quite badly traumatised from her past experiences but is coming on really well with her new training, though it could be some time before she accepts petting from me. I know I must be patient but am longing for a cuddle with her. She has been aggressive in the past and I would hate to cause a set back by trying to stroke her before she is ready. My daughter and son-in-law have gained her trust and she is totally relaxed with them, and that is the main thing. The rest of us must wait our turn.
It is gradually getting warmer and I needed help this morning from a kind shopkeeper when I had caught my scarf in the zip of my coat. It seemed well and truly stuck and I was coming to the boil and desperate to undo it. So nice to think that it might be allowed to stay in the wardrobe next time I go out.
All the trees are greening up quickly now and I am so pleased to find tiny wild flowers in the grass beside the footpath on my way to the Supermarket. It makes me feel a little less urbanised. Sparrows are shouting at each other in all the hedges, the blackbirds are singing their heads off and pigeons are canoodling on the roof tops. I think we can safely say that spring is here at last, what ever the weather decides to do.
May the Fourth be with you!
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