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Sunday, September 29, 2013

A pair of birds have decided to roost in our roof, probably thinking it is safe to have a nest of Bassets downstairs from you. Let the Jones' compete with that.

They are a modest little family, no doubt preparing for the joys of parenthood. I can hear them get up in the morning and I am pretty sure that they have tapped into our electricity since it is still dark when they get up. Besides, I can hear their little kettle boiling as they tidy the nest, polish the egg(s) and do some general pecking about. 

The Bassets sleep like the dead in the morning, so none of this bugs them. They don't have to worry about the electricity bill. 


Sunday, September 15, 2013

Raising the Lawn.

And carrying it inside...




The facial expression that states: I know what you want to say but already, I don't care.