Author: Cecilia Mary Gunther
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Jiggy Jig
Yesterday morning I was walking Tima through Tane’s field on the way to Tima’s Diet Chain field and turned back to see if she was keeping up and there they were. Consorting. Having a little jiggy jig. Getting frisky. And very soon .. um.. deep in sexual congress. I swiftly averted my eyes so as…
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The Diet Chain
When we were children growing up on the beach we had a dog, her name was Tessa, she was a Golden Labrador Cross (no-one was terribly sure what she was crossed with) – often she would run off up the beach road and up to the little shops around the bay and beg for scraps from…
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Food, Friends and Runaway pigs
And now the fun starts! Sunday lunch is our favourite meal. Yesterday we were joined by Kim who drove up from Texas for a few weeks. So we delved into my new book and cooked empanadas, domino potatoes, and later in the evening we made butter to go with our Chapa Bread. Oh Life is…
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Filthy Little Pig
I will let you choose which one is the filthiest, but yesterday was hot. We have not been having temperatures that are too too high but the ground is soaked and the humidity is thick. So any animal with a penchant for mud is IN it. Federico came home yesterday from his jaunt to the…
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Flipper
This little turkey had a rough start. Right from the start – he could not keep his head still, it rolled and rolled as though he was in need of an exorcism. He kept launching himself upwards and the propulsion of his body would flip him right over onto his back and there he would…
The Kitchen's Garden 