Telling tales, of walking in wild places, of painting, of sleeping in warm places and of mice and other things....
Saturday, August 29, 2009
When you get to the land that lies beyond Theendofyourtether, which is close to, but not quite near the Lightattheendofthetunnel, it is best to go for a walk by the sea with a black dog and a ginger cat.
When first we started there were four of us, all ginger, and Max. Time has passed. The ginger pride are ghost cats, appart from Elmo. Now the house holds Max, oldest, tabby farm cat, dark, usually found sleeping on a cushion, Elmo, last of the Gingers, beautiful handsome and wonderful who still walks to the high hill top. And now there is Baggage and Bundle, silver mischief in sharp clawed kitten form. The adventures continue.