Winter White

Winter has arrived! That is to say the proper cold weather is finally here, as opposed to all that wet, grey nastiness of the last six weeks or so.Mr. B wasn’t able to get into work today, so, before he had to start working-from-home, the rest of the pack commandeered him and the camera for the morning walk in the wood opposite our house. We don’t usually walk in this wood as it’s a bit small and surrounded on all sides by busy roads, which means the Old Bird is constantly worrying about the boys dashing off after a squirrel (Popper, that comment’s directed at you!) or boar (Putney!!) and getting into the traffic; today made a change as it was almost eerily quiet while we humans tramped our way slowly round, due to the total absence of any vehicles on the roads.Pudden and Chey are old hands when it comes to snow and show fairly low levels of excitement, but Popper really went to townenjoying many a thrash-past – which completely failed to make it onto film due to the falling snow, light conditions, etc. etc. and, probably more to the point, the photographer’s cold hands being unable to function properly. Slow-moving objects (namely the Old Bird!) were not a problem.Pud and Chey, being old hands, know that when there’s snow there’s photo opportunities…… and duly obliged…… at every turn!Pud, as ever, managed to get into a minor scrape – he usually likes to accomplish this at least two, preferably three or four, times a week. Today’s was having a good old nosh on a rather thorny stick… and getting a fair-sized piece of it firmly wedged in the roof of his mouth.But of course, this being Putney, he won’t let you get anywhere near his chops to get it out,so you have to just let him get on with it. (Don’t worry, the twig did drop out after a few minutes – and Pud did try to pick it up again to carry on chewing. Honestly, I ask you…!)By this time the less hardy members of the pack (Mr. B!) had had enough, and it was still snowing pretty hard – not that it shows in the photos – so we headed on back home to the warmth of our new pad and breakfast.

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