Gemma was in seventh heaven when presented with this enormous bone. Younger son has joined his younger sister as a waiter during the school holidays at one of our local winery restaurants. He brought back not one but two of these near carcases from work yesterday, so both Gemma and our other dog, Zac, enjoyed themselves as we departed for New Year festivities.
For those few of you (if any) who visit this blog, here is a rather intimidating photo of BigFoot in full charioteer mode barreling down the middle of a road somewhere in Wiltshire, the actual location being withheld for the sake of public safety and calm. This road does possess two 'traffic calming' chicanes not that that is of any concern to BigFoot who has been known to force the local school bus to take sudden and evasive action. To give you an idea of the speed at which the chariot is driven, that excuse for a flag was once a nice 3ft sq square of blue cotton, now reduced to a shredded crepe-like tatter. Not long after this photo was taken, she was apprehended by the local constabulary for conduct endangering life in that she was seen, through a haze of blue smoke, perfecting donuts in front of the village post office. Her excuse? "I got my crutch jammed in the clutch"! I'm rather proud of this photo as I had to set my camera as if photographing an Olympic 100 metre final.