Wednesday, 24 February 2016

Sometimes We All Need A Sneaky Sausage!

Just as the planets spin around the central axis of the sun, the cottage animals seem to circle and re circle the constant anchor of an ageing Scottish terrier.
This morning was a case in point.
Albert shot through the kitchen followed by Mary and Winnie and legged it up the stairs amid a hammering of paws on floorboards. Moments later they all reappeared together , this time with William in tow and the group flowed through the kitchen door then back again like a hairy tidal wave.
This is a normal event  when the sun shines and the cottage is airing .
Even I am pottering around back and forth, as I search for a craft folder full of odds and ends...I am picking up Liv and Eve from school today and I want them to design some greetings cards

George is the only one still and quiet.

I hoover the house with Mary angrily barking at the hoover nozzle,and William yaps at the garden gate as Pippa tries to sneak past the cottage with her bad tempered Meg. By this time Winnie is snoring loudly in the arm chair and Albert has put his head in the dumpling mix I have left in a bowl on the kitchen table.
The electricity meter reader knocks on the front window and the cottage bursts back into more confusion and noise . It's the kind of situation when the Professor will often bellow out a lusty
" I can't stand this !" Remark, not understanding that he is indeed adding to the confusion.

Only George is still watching the mayhem from his quiet place on the couch.

I catch The goo goo eyed Mary and put her and William on their leads in readiness for their two mile march around the village . Winnie snores her bulldog snores as Albert stalks off to bed, and I retrieve a left over sausage from the fridge and drop it into George's lap before we leave .

There's got to be some compensation for being the calm eye of the storm.


Old George

42 comments:

  1. He certainly earned that sausage, and the sweet expression of gratitude on his face says it all.

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  2. As my departed old mother would often say, "You can't beat a nice fat sausage!"

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  3. More commotion than Grand Central Station, it is good to hear someone can remain calm in the middle of it all.

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  4. good boy, george! besides, john didn't need that sausage! ;-)

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  5. "Whew .. . ." says George . . .

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  6. George deserved that sausage. But what did you do with that dumpling mix?

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  7. My Ben is partial to a cold sausage or three, only plain or Lincolnshire. He had a bad experience with a chilli one ages ago and now approaches with caution, nose outstretched, sniffing lustily.

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    1. Always the best way to approach a strange sausage.

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  8. 'A day in the life......'

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  9. Loved your opening line. :) Good for calm and stead-fast George. He seems to be the anchor there. I expect Albert left to clean off his whiskers. :)

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  10. You need to get a smart meter - no more meter readers after that!

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  11. God bless him, that face .. I wish I lived nearby .. George and his aura of peace are just what a person needs .. I like the idea of starting a day like this - noise and commotion but all good .

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  12. Steadfast George...he's a sweetheart. But all that noise and confusion is what makes your world go round right?

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  13. A banana half goes down a treat in our house for the Collie

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  14. Aw, Milo and I love little George :-)

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  15. A great post John. 'A hairy tidal wave' - I like that expression. Write a novel based on Going Gently - I'd buy it. :-)

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  16. A heart of gold...

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  17. Good old George.

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  18. What a sweetie is George!

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  19. Well said. George is above the fray for a reason. I believe it's sausage. Stuff like that.

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  20. You paint a wonderful picture of life in your cottage in this post, remind me to bring a white flag on top of a stick to wave if I call again ;-)

    The quiet centre to our house is Ginger the cat, currently slightly off centre as his new favourite place is a pillow on top of the conservatory window seat, but from here he keeps an eye on the door and the chickens through the window, he can hear the dogs mooching about and keeps an even beadier eye on me if I go into the kitchen .... yep, you never know when a sausage might be on offer and he's not shy of joining the dogs for any tasty tit-bits.

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  21. Beautiful, noisy, busy, chaotic life!

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  22. I refer to all that as 'The circus hour' and we have no calming influence here. Gotta love George!

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  23. What a fantastic household!

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  24. Sweet George. The calm in the storm of everyday life.

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  25. What a world! What a world!

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  26. You already know how much I love George. He reminds me of Watson, just a sweetheart. So gud with everyone and happy to be there.
    Just seeing his beautiful scruffy face made me tear up.

    As for the running around the cottage, we called that Mad Dog. Samatha would be quiet, then she would levitate and run crazy all around the house then quietly go back and lay down. I miss that.
    Beautiful photo of George.

    cheers, parsnip
    p.s. I looked at a friend for thehamish , an 8 year old butterball of fur who was named Dutters. But he was adopted before I could get back.

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  27. What a gorgeous boy old George is - he knows that the onlooker sees most of the game !
    It was just a normal day at the happiest cottage in Trelawynd then ?

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  28. George deserves a sausage now and then! Such a good boy! You know he's my favorite, right? If I lived nearby I'd have to sneak him treats every day!

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  29. Ach, you made my eyes leak with this. Sweet George.

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  30. I love Scotties - they are always kind (the dogs I mean, not necessarily the humans). Glad also that the sausage was for George and not for you!

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  31. Nope, it's no good, there are just too many potential inappropriate comments about a sneaky sausage running round my head arguing with each other. Might have to have a lie down...

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  32. "Sausages is the boys!" is a favourite EM family expression. Mr EM tells me that it was a catchphrase of the late Scottish entertainer Jimmy Logan.

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    1. Or sausages FOR the boys?

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  33. George sends you all a scottie " arrrrrroooooooooo"
    Which is Terrier for thank you xxx

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  34. Sneaky sausage caught my eye.....my mind is in the gutter today.

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  35. I'd love to pet George. His eyes are so expressive.

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  36. George exhibiting the quiet wisdom that comes with age? I think so.

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