Pig's Trotters.

Nick could not resist buying Brammle a pig's trotter to munch on today. The lady that he bought it from was careful to say that it would smell bad and under no circumstances to give it to him indoors. The smell was indeed horrific, but luckily Brammle always eats any 'treats' in the same spot by the gate outside. The smell alone has been enough to convince me that this will be the one and only time he will ever savour a trotter!!

En route to my basket making class tonight I saw an owl by the road. I slowed right down and it flew alongside the car for a wee while. It felt like ages, but was probably only a few seconds. It was magic and made my day.