Life has taken on a new joy since we adopted Megan, the Bearded Collie. Getting lost in Abbot’s Wood, because my mind was wandering as we walked, was not a major problem. I knew if we kept walking eventually we’d come to an edge somewhere, and fortunately the sun was being gorgeous and letting me know we were heading in roughly the right direction.
The woods were deep and dark, mist caught the sunlight as it filtered down through the branches. Flooded areas sparkled with reflected beauty. Bliss.
Two hours later we arrived home and Megan slept soundly…. for half an hour then she was raring to go again.