Today, Nature Friday, I want to return to the perennial topic of how humans (mine in particular) so often make bad decisions.
I would of course hope this week to be bringing you photos of the glorious Deeside seasonal colours, the wooded landscape resplendent in the soft glow of the October sunshine, blah, blah, blah...
But all I have on offer is a city street, and fallen leaves swept into the gutter by yet another autumnal downpour.
Oh bad luck Gail and Bertie, I hear you thinking, it's obviously been raining all week in your part of the world.
However, this is not actually the case. Take for example Wednesday. The day dawned mild and bright. So the first thought of any caring owner would surely be to take their beloved pup for a nice long walk in the countryside. Not a difficult decision. Except...
Gail blithely announces that her Thursday cycling ladies, having carefully studied the weather forecast, have altered their routine and are heading out a day early to make the most of the sunshine.
How could they enjoy themselves while knowing me to be alone and pining?
Gail eventually came home, all rosy-cheeked and cheerful from her pandemic-compliant bicycle ride (apparently these days her friends have formed themselves, as per current requirements, into an 'organised group' with proper affiliations, a 'Covid officer' and appropriately documented Covid-specific risk assessment).
She told me how three of the cyclists had earlier in the week taken advantage of another rare window of fine weather and ridden from Montrose down the North Sea coast to Carnoustie then back via Forfar, and how they said it had "felt like they were by the Mediterranean".
MONTROSE "LIKE THE MEDITERRANEAN"!!!!
Hmmm. As much as the experts insist exercise and congenial company are good for our humans' mental health, I have to question if that is the case when said company includes folk deluded enough to see a resemblance between Montrose (a drab little town situated on one of less enticing stretches of the Scottish coastline) and the Med...
I'm hoping Gail will henceforth decide that going for walks with her very sensible and mentally stable WFT is the better option on a sunny day.
Happy Nature Friday friends! And thanks once again to my delightful friends Jakey, Arty, Rosy and Sunny, for hosting the blog hop.
we had that gutter problem too... and our smart mama lifted it up to clean it , so the water can escape... buttttttt... as she tried to take it back, the awful heavy beast slipped away and landed tilted in da hole... the community workers cursed, but the mama fired back... it is THEIR job to take care of the sewer system and if they are not interested, they have to deal with such crapola...
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ReplyDeleteDeary me, Bertie lad... I guess fine weather and thought of some freedom went to Gail's head. Euphoria and the endorphines it releases can have some strange effects. I do hope there will be some compensatory walks coming your way and poste haste! (Mind you, if it's anything like what's outside my window just now, it may be cross your paws time...) Hugs and wags, YAM-auntyxxx
This is a very sad story and if it were not for the dreaded pandemic I would say to catch a plane and come to Florida because we have lots of sunshine and you can walk morning noon and night you can walk 24/7. But we are full of the virus. Thanks for your comment on foe boy yesterday. I have seen your name on yams post before nice to meet you
ReplyDeleteYou could come here and walk with us. Mom walks with us every morning for at least an hour 365 days a year. We got a load of snow too! Hope your human makes better decisions going forward.
ReplyDeleteGail would like to point out in her defence that she never ever goes out cycling without first taking Bertie for at least a half hour walk round the park!
DeleteBertie bless your little lonely neglected heart.
ReplyDeleteHumans have a questionable thinking process.
Obviously the correct situation would have been Bertie walking out and about until he, only HE, decided he was ready to go home. Then Gail could take a bike ride. AND 100% proof being with pets is very good for mental and physical well being. All this being said Gail's heart was in the right place but her head got in the way. BOL BOL BOL
Hugs Cecilia
I hear you, my man...but perhaps you exaggerate a wee bit? A day with time to yourself allows you to catch up on all sorts of important things....like sleep, a little nap, more sleep...
ReplyDeleteWe sure hope you got your walk after Gail was finished her bike ride with the cycling ladies, Bertie!
ReplyDeleteOh Bertie, that's just too bad! Surely Gail could take you with her? In one of those little carts attached to her bike?
ReplyDeleteHowever to console you, I haven't had even my first walk yet, today. We went to the supermarket first thing this morning (I stayed in the car) and then came straight home again. I'm promised I'll get a walk just as soon as she's finished reading blogs and emails. Hope so because it's another lovely day out there!
Love,
Inca xx
That sure is a sad tale, Bertie. We hope Gail has better judgement regarding her priorities of taking you for a walk verses a bike ride with friends.
ReplyDeleteSomehow Scotland and the Mediterranean don't compute this morning! Humans do make BAD decisions. Glad you're the stable influence in that household.
ReplyDeleteWe hope you get that wonderful walk soon, Bertie. And how we wish peeps in our country were as conscientious as they are there:(
ReplyDeleteWoos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber
We didn't know your mom was part of a bike gang.
ReplyDeleteThose bike thingies are scary
ReplyDeleteWe think that Covid has made all the peeps a bit crazier.
ReplyDeleteHow dare she waste a beautiful day for a walk with a silly bike ride, when she could be hiking with you? I am very upset for you Bertie!
ReplyDeleteYou friend in outrage, Rosie
How dare she leave you behind!!!
ReplyDeleteOh Bertie! You made me giggle and giggle. What a funny post! But, I have to agree that leaving you behind was a terrible decision!
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