Saturday, July 05, 2025
It's wet and windy today, and by late afternoon I was going mad - so I drove to Ardmair for a short walk on the beach. As I got back to my car, a herring gull flew over - closely followed by a bonxie. Oh well, better than nothing.
Yesterday was also wet and windy, so I put my waterproofs on and did the old lockdown walk, along the river paths, round the spit, through the campsite, past the harbour, and then up the hill and home. A barrel jellyfish was beached on West Shore.
I did some research on the loose dog by the A9, and found that the dog was found okay. It's a "rescue dog" - a "lovely boy" - and "something spooked it", apparently. Well, if it spooks that easily, how about keeping it on a lead? Neither the owners nor the finders (nor anyone else who commented on the incident without having been there) seemed to have any concerns at all that the dog was feet away from fast traffic, and could have caused an accident. The world has gone dog-daft.
// posted by Christine @ 9:06 AM 
