So, that went well then...
"AGGY! SQUIGGLE! AGGY AGGY! SQUIGGLE! AGGLE! AGGLE! SQUIGGY! SQUAGGY!"
Whoa! Chill your beans dog! Calm down! I'll tell the pipple....people...you just calm down...
So, it was a misty moisty morning, with the kind of rain that didn't fall from the sky so much as loiter round the corner and pounce when you didn't expect it. The weather was warm, the wind light, were it not for the damp lumps in the air it would be quite pleasant.
Seren and I went across the carpark to the Green Bit and headed towards the Bridge of Size, whereupon Seren attempted to snea
"Coocoopig! Wanna play with COOCOOPIG!"
...sneak up on a pigeon. She's not worked out that sneaking up on a Cooco...pigeon...is not easy when you are large and mainly white and your sneaking technique consists of jumping up and down barking and making rusty door noises. The Cooco...PIGEON...ignored her until she was within a couple of feet then flew off. Seren tried so hard to emulate the trick...the landing was a 3 pointed. Chin, nipple and tail...
"Seren do a FLY! TADAAA!"
Yes, dear. A dying fly...
When I had unwrapped her from her lead we set off over the bridge.
The People Who Are Doing The Building have started putting in more foot paths. Unerringly they have pointed them all so that they meet in the bit that floods as soon as we get rain in Wales...however they've left clumps of top soil hither and yon. Mainly yon. Seren has made it her task to eat as much of it as possible...why on earth?
After saying HELLO to a happy young Polish lady we crossed The Other Bridge. And there it was. Sleek and inpressive...both words that could not be applied to this squirrel. It was
"SQUIGGLE! AGGY! SQUIGGLE!"
...Shush...calm down...
It was showing the effects that moist air has on fine fur. The result of moisture on pelt. The...honestly? It looked like a startled poo...
Seren wanted to play, She
"SQUIGGLE RAN ONNA FOOPATH! SEREN RAN ONNA FOOPATH FASTER!"
So then it veered onto the
"SQUIGGLE RAN ONNA GRASSYBIT SERREN RAN ONNA GRASSY BIT FASTER!"
And then the squig...squirrel ran up the t
"SQUIGGLE RAN UPPA TWEE! UPPA TWEEEEE! SEREN RAN UPPA TWEE FASTER! ....
...SEREN CAN'T RUN UPPA TWEE. SEREN FELL OUT..."
Yeah...Seren to her credit got a good couple of feet up the trunk, more through momentum than mountaineering skills. But then gravity caught up.
The landing was not pretty...
We're home now. Seren is convinced she nearly caught a squiggle. The squiggle is probably having a hearty laugh, sure in itself that it is a better climber. Even if it does look like a startled poo...