Woke up this morning to a dull miserable bedroom, no sunshine peeping through the windows as it usually does around 7 am, nope it looked like it was 3 am, snuggled back under the covers, much to Tango and Ruby’s disgust, for another half hour, who in their right mind wants to get up before noon on a miserable wet Sunday?
I am glad it wasn’t like it yesterday, as I and a couple of others spent over three hours looking for a lady’s dog who’d taken itself off into the field of maize and disappeared. I’d gone up to the burial ground which skirts round farmland for a good walk, I thought the field would have been cleared of grain but there were two huge fields of maize. I was on the way back when I heard a voice call, and when I got to the bottom the lady asked if I’d seen a little black dog, it was a Patterdale terrier, and had obviously gone off rabbiting. A rescue, she’d only had a couple of months.
As I wasn’t in any hurry and the morning was pleasant I said I’d go round again and for her to stay put, I put my two in the car as they’d been walking for over an hour anyway., another gent joined us then another couple Around the perimeter there are thick wooded areas a haven for bunnies and all wildlife, BUT down through the bottom of the other field runs the railway.
We went our different ways and passed each other a couple of times, all looking a bit glum, a bit later after I passed one gent on the way round all the time calling Tilly, Tilly, [the dog’s name not the man’s] a couple of mins later the man called out Found her, brilliant, I thought and started to run back, but he’d only spotted her as she came out when I called her name, then disappeared. We ran all the way round to the owner hoping the dog would have gone back, but no, so she and I went back that way, about a half mile along at a corner of the field we spotted her, hallelujah, she came bounding up to her mum and she burst into tears.
The dog was knee high to a grasshopper and the corn is over my head,OK I know that’s not high but at least 5 feet. so it wouldn’t even rustle for anything less than a donkey in there.
I was so glad I didn’t have anything pressing and could easy spare the time to help out as I would have fretted had I had to leave her, I know the state I’d be in if it was one of my dogs.
I’d gone out at 9.30 am and got home for lunch at three after a bit of shopping, but no matter, the dog was found, that was the main thing.,
As I said at the beginning the weather this morning is grey and miserable, and as I write this the rain is pattering against the window, sigh, I’ve had breakfast, it’s 9.30 and I have to take my two out, but I think I’ll steer clear of the maize field, not fancying another morning worrying about straying dogs.
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