In our family during moments of endless boring waiting, like when we have an unexpected power-cut for an uncertain length of time and no one can be bothered to light the candles or bring out the stack of board games, we play “I went to Lerwick and I bought…..”.
Yesterday made me think of that game.
So here goes.
I went to Lerwick and I bought….. a dog
I went to Lerwick and I bought….. a dog, a sheep
I went to Lerwick and I bought….. a dog, a sheep, a cat
I went to Lerwick and I bought….. a dog, a sheep, a cat, a Flossie….
At the end of our track, Flossie put BeAnne on a lead because we were going on the road.
Lambie and Monster happily followed.
We were going along quite well as a group, albeit rather straggly, until we met two cyclists and that was the end of Monster. He ran for home.
Lambie met some lambs and had a little chat, which was lovely to see. Best of all they didn’t run away from him, or us.
Miles we walked.
Lambie kept lingering to investigate interesting thistles and then, when I called, he would canter to catch up.
On the last leg, Monster came back to greet us.
He was very keen to rejoin our strange little group.
And so we wended our way home like a scene from The Incredible Journey.
I think these three make a good team.