Today was the monthly local church coffee morning in our village hall and as usual I went along. It is nice to catch up with friends and also to meet villagers I only see once a month. Lots of nice chats.
But the highlight of the morning - and sadly I did not have my camera with me - was the arrival, wrapped in her 'mum's' coat and snuggled up tight, of Tilly, an eight week old Border Collie pup. She was absolutely adorable, looking round with her intelligent eyes and not missing a thing.
Just when we thought things couldn't get any better Chloe, a nine week old miniature dachshund, arrived, wrapped in a blanket and carried by her 'mum'.
Puppies are adorable - clean, unsullied, bright-eyed, smooth coated - and so innocent and untainted.
Of course, as with us all, babies grow up into adults. This morning as I ate my breakfast banana, I looked out of the window into the paddock. The sheep and their this year's lambs (now almost as big as their mums) are in there at the moment. There is plenty of good, luscious grass for them to eat. Were they eating it? No - instead they were all eating holly leaves from the hedges. Holly - I ask you - prickly stuff, can't be easy to eat. But there they all were - sheep and their lambs - eating away as though it was their favourite meal.
Animals !! There is no accounting for them once they become adult (rather like humans then) - I will stick with those two puppies any day. They were utterly charming.