Saturday, 31 December 2022

Day Eighty Nine

Festis. 




Well it is unseasonably warm again.

So with everything melting the early morning patrol was delayed as we donned our various waterproof garments.

There are puddles everywhere so our route had to be a bit circulated let me tell you.

Last night we discovered that the newest addition to our family is named Pancake.

It seems as if Craig is not sure that she wants to keep it or have a new one. 

So we will have to await her arrival. 

I must say we never appreciated the preliminary work that a new puppy requires.

Appointments with the veterinary for the appropriate vaccinations. 

And that is when Zita found out the very disturbing news that Miss Poppy’s very favourite veterinarian, Doctor Weller had gone into semi-retirement. 

Well that was an unfortunate surprise let me tell you.

So we have to find a new one for little Miss Pancake. 

And we need new accessories, a fashionable collar, a comfortable bed, and a warm coat. All in a small size. My goodness. 

Niamh saved Miss Poppy’s collar and framed it for a lovely memorial. 

So Zita was busy making all these connections. 

And simultaneously getting ready for tonight’s extravaganza. 

When we went out for the afternoon’s run around it was nearly balmy.



What strange weather I must say. 

It was warmer here than in Dublin. And much much warmer than in Glenfinnan. 

But that is just the right weather for the oncoming of Hogmanay. 

We have noted that the Mahoney presents were very well arranged around the tree. 



Craig spent much of the afternoon in the den listening to one of his favourite singers who had died yesterday. 

A fitting thing to do in our opinion. 

Besides writing beautiful songs he had his very own ranch with horses.



While Craig listened, Zita spent her time in the kitchen getting everything ready for tonight’s feast. 

But Dugal says we cannot not accept any alcoholic beverages until the party is over, just in case someone needs sober help.

Fortunately the request does not cover cheese or chips. 

Since tomorrow is Hogmanay we have to marshal our physical resilience to be competent participants. Can’t let the side down. 

Then Miss Tara and Taylor appeared and the evening officially started.
















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