Where we go, he follows

Where we go, he follows

A few days back (when there was sunshine), I found these two sunbathing in the garden like an old married couple on holiday.

Typical bloke. Pepper’s face is a picture.

Later on, Monster was exploring a drain that runs under the track. This photo was at the beginning of the reversal process

And then this is Monster’s rather inelegant exit.  I’m not gonna lie, I was laughing as he squoze himself out of the drainpipe. Pop!

The ponies are also fascinated by Monster.

I wonder if they talk at night when I’m not around to supervise.

Today, however, was a different matter. It had been raining hard all day so I hadn’t walked the dogs at their usual time in the morning.  No one would’ve gone with me.  To make up for it and because the weather had cleared, I took everyone out after their tea…..

…. including Monster.

“The Struggle is Real”.

The ground was very wet from all the rain and Monster, understandably, was desperate not to touch any actual ground.

And so the majority of the walk was spent walking on the drystone dykes (walls) that are in the field.

The dogs made the most of their walk, hunting and exploring in the long grass.

And, yes, there was muchos whining.  There always is.  Floss remarked that possibly Monster was the most vocal of all the cats who have chosen to live with us.

And home we went, with Monster taking long strides so he could minimise the actual feet-on-the-wet-ground feeling.

Where we go, he follows

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