|Winnie Watching Albert carefully who was spying on her from behind the hostas|
I need not have worried.
Meg, who is not a lover of other bitches, kept her head low for the meeting and seemed to sense that the huge bear of a bulldog, which is Winnie, was no threat to her.She was interested and cautious whereas Winnie was unconcerned and almost mildly amused with the whole proceeding as one after another the pack sniffed and circled her.
William walked off after a minute or so, to spend his time staring at the empty half of the rabbit hutch in the vain attempt to catch a glimpse of Mary and George, knowing full well that I was busy supervising, sneaked over to the Ukrainian village to search for eggs.
This left the two bitches to get to know each other.
Meg followed Winnie and Winnie bulldozed her way through the field.
William smiled his goo goo smile at the rabbit hutch and George tucked into a late duck egg.
And Albert walked by, with his big yellow eyes slightly larger and more surprised than normal
It was all a bit of an anticlimax.
Given the fact that Winnie was the new girl, on a new field, with a new " owner" and an audience of poultry, 2 strange looking ewes and a moulting turkey looking on, she took the whole experience in her stride.
It's early days I know. But the first meeting was promising.