So – you know how the weather's finally perked up, the sun's out and it's actually warm? And how the park has suddenly been transformed from a freezing muddy wasteland mostly under water, to a place you can almost – almost – imagine people coming and lying in on their blankets with a picnic?
Well I took Scrumpy out for a walk this week and check out my non-white dog. The photo doesn't entirely do the situation justice so you have to imagine a HUGE park, totally bathed in sunlight apart from this one incredibly small area. To which of course, Scrumpy was therefore magnetically drawn. On average even she probably only covers about 5% of the park's total surface area during a walk, but lo and behold there is clearly a bloody magnet that drags her into the ONLY bit of filth in the entire place.
So much so that as she flopped down in it, it was a bit deeper than expected and covered half her body. Even she looked a bit surprised.. And what's worse – it basically quicksanded her tennis ball. Totally submerged, me unable to find it with the orange ball-chucking device while looking like a complete berk digging around in what looked like an empty mudhole, by this time devoid of even the dog.
Thank god there's a lake in there – we now have a white dog again. But still, no tennis ball… x