The life and thoughts of a British couple in Poitou Charentes Musings on life,the universe and everything
samedi 18 novembre 2017
Who's a timid toad, then?
During our recent stay in England, we visited the city of Portsmouth and undertook a tour of the town, which we used to know well. Eventually, we ended up parking well along the beach towards Eastney, and stopped to let the dogs run on the beach. There was a gentle surf breaking on the shingle, which Rufus, the Great Dane, found very alarming. He would run madly along the shingle and swerve towards the sea but would recoil in horror when a wave broke towards him. He seemed to think the water was trying to catch his feet, and would leap back out of reach. As the wave retreated, he followed it up, only to recoil once again as the wave advanced towards his feet once more.
What a wimp! In spite of his impressive size, he's just a pussy-cat at heart....
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