Good evening gentledoggies and kitties!
Do you remember when I told you a couple of weeks ago about my cold and freezing weekend at grandma's house?
Saturday night was spent like this:
Yip you are right, I was cold and miserable. Like most days.
Things were looking up on Sunday morning when the chopper man came around to finish the tree felling and clean up the tree that had dropped its coat.
He brought a friend with him:
We had a great time playing, but I don't think he liked my way of play.... the learned behaviour from those siberian terrors I play with....
Anyhoo we had a good time!
His human did this to our tree in question:
He took all the evidence away and it just look like a scattering of woodchips on the grass. Very tidy indeed. Mum was too slack to take a picture of the finished product. Or the scary machines he used to do it.
I also viewed these "things" from the dining room window:
They are a breed of bird called a "tui". They have a funny white tuft under their chinny-chin-chin. The neighbours had a sweet sugar/water mixture below the tree on which the tuis snacked and slurped.
Nothing much else happened. I was glad to be headed home.
OUT of the FOG!
And out came the sun! Look at this scenery:
The mountaintops rose out of the fog!