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My first job for today was to find the winter tyres a new home. So, almost as soon as Mirinda had left for Swedish class, I got stuck in. Of course, the shed was full of rubbish which I had to organise first then there was the job of rolling, lifting and stacking them in a newly cleared corner.
Nicoline was right, it’s great exercise.
Something else I did was to give Freya’s hair a bit more of a trim, though only on her left side because that’s the way she was sleeping on the deck sofa. She’s always a bit annoyed at my snipping but, I have discovered, if she’s sound asleep, and I don’t stab her with the scissors, she’s quite compliant.
Naturally, only doing one side was a bit odd but, hey, what can I say, it’s a Gaz Hack Original after all. I can see all the neighbourhood kids lining up to get one of their own.
Speaking of the neighbourhood kids, I noticed that one of Louise’s boys was having a play date today, with The Princess from down the road. We call her The Princess because she always wears a Princess dress.
She has an old face, as if she’s been here before. She’s about four or five and she always says “Hej” to me when she rides by on her bike.
The only reason I’m mentioning the play date is because, when I returned from our walk to the second bench, the result of their playing was in the front garden. It was two lines of toys – stuffed animals, cars, dolls, boxes of things, etc as if in some sort of military parade. The odd thing was that the parade was headed by a football.
And our walk was a great success. As I said, we reached the second bench where we had a sit down for Freya to have a bit of a break. She had been better today, she even ate her lunch and some cheese, which is a vast improvement over how she has been lately.
Anyway, she was sitting next to me on the bench while Emma found us a stick that she could chase and a couple appeared, walking towards us, each with a dog. Obviously, the girls were off lead, but something about the couple made me put their leads on.
When they reached us, their two little snappy dogs did a bit of growling while ours just checked them out, obviously not understanding the Swedish the other dogs were barking. Having looked at the dogs and smiled, I looked up at the humans. The man had a look of abject fear on his face.
I mean, seriously, who on earth would be afraid of her? (Note that the photo shows her uncut right-hand side. The other side looks way better.)
I should add that the woman of the couple was fine and normal and not afraid of such small, beautiful dogs, one with an exceptionally original haircut. Or, maybe that was what the man was frightened by…
Nature notes
I saw my first bee of the season today. We were out on the deck, soaking up the sun, cutting Freya’s hair, when a big bumblebee started flying around Emma’s face. She watched it for a bit, only slightly interested. Then it landed on her head. She suddenly started looking everywhere for the bee. Eventually it buzzed off, leaving her very confused indeed.
