A LONG walk.
He is convinced, poor deluded fella, that there simply must be a few kernels of corn left for him way out there in the field. But alas the harvesters nowadays leave nothing at all behind. And after the tiller has been through it is all mud in this wet misty weather.
Tane (as usual) did not respond to my calls so the dogs and I slogged our way through the mud right out into the middle of the field to retrieve him. Finally he gave me that “Oh? Were you calling me? I wondered what all the noise was about.” – look. He turned like a little tug boat battling the tide and began to churn his way back with us, the dogs and I turned as well and we proceeded, our feet turning from soup bowls to dinner plates of mud. And so we made our way back to the barn.
He always gets a bit puffed after these long hikes but is terribly pleased with himself none the less.
Tima never goes that far, preferring to graze the lawns.
Joey has come to visit. The big birds love Joey, the turkeys especially follow him around all day. He is long suffering as any small dog being shadowed by big turkeys would be.
I hope you have a lovely day.
Love celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
62 responses to “Tane goes for a walk”
I was going to ask if you turn the hose on them.
when it is hot I do – tane especially likes the hose.. c
Our Tane piggy went for a wander,
Our Tima piggy stayed at home,
Our Tane piggy searched for corn kernels
Our Tane piggy found none,
Then our Tane piggy went wee wee wee all the way home.
Yea! It works again. Yesterday I was unable to comment… Glad to be back.
I’ve been so far behind on everyone’s blogs. But rarely am I behind on yours. Why?
Yours is a story, never ending, ever changing. Always new members of the cast coming in, others leaving. Joy, sorrow, life, death. Death with no meaning, death that helps other lives to continue on. Joy that might become sorrow, or might become further joy. Life – always, always, you have life to share with us. A plant or a plonker, you care for every living thing and this – this! is a story I can never tire of reading. Thank you, Ms C.
I feel the same. This is a special place. It is so good to be able to visit.
I am stunned at a loss for words – what a wonderful comment – and I do love sharing my life with you – because you love it too.. take good care.. c
Very good for Tane’s health to off awanderin’ . . . got important future tasks to perform and the guy needs his strength and agility 🙂 ! Well, it’s the morning of the 9th here: am counting down the days you close your suitcase . . .
I need to get the suitcase down! thursday is packing day.. c
Look into it, layer and smile . . . sleep well dearHeart!
Poor Tane! He has fond memories of corn. He knows it was right there before! He looks like such a sweetie.
Crazy seeing the mixture of pigs, dogs, turkeys and peacocks! I remember staying in a very posh English house and seeing peacocks on the lawn at breakfast…dreadful noise, although I expect they felt that about us the night before:)