Wednesday, 7 February 2018

Five Miles Through The Frost


The thermometer read 0.4 when Pop and I went out for a run round the lanes this morning. I've been sticking to backwards and forwards runs since the start of Jan, but as we neared the end of the lane this morning I decided I was bored with going up and down the lane so we turned right instead and headed off up a long, steady hill. Having made it to the top, we turned left down another lane which heads off downhill, bends at the bottom and evens out. The lane is old, with native hedges either side and a handful of farms and thatched cottages along its length, but it's mainly fields with horses grazing. No one else was about this morning apart from a couple of cars whose occupants came past smiling at Pop.

Pop was in fine fettle. It's only the second time she's run with me this year and she was happy as a lark to be zooming along the lane, dodging puddles of ice, little legs working and ears flying. She certainly couldn't wait to stick her head through her running harness when she saw it this morning and had lifted her paw up ready to stick it through the leg part before I'd even asked her. She's a clever girl. Ted, who has somehow managed to split one of his claws which has become infected, wasn't allowed to come. He wouldn't have enjoyed it anyway as road running isn't his cup of tea. He still pushed in front of Pop when he saw the harness though and tried to stick his head through it. Poor boy. Last night at the V.E.T he had to endure a very exuberant pup, whose Mum didn't seem to be aware how much her baby was annoying my old man, jumping about in his face. Ted is usually the most patient of people, but after a few minutes he'd had enough and snapped at the baby who sat down very suddenly. It was quite comic. He then glanced up at me as if to make sure he wasn't going to get into trouble. A quick head rub reassured him and he spent the remainder of the waiting room time sitting down quietly, leaning against my leg watching the other occupants. He's got 5 days of antibiotics (delivered in cheese, so he's happy) and isn't allowed to go out for walks and is meant to wear a plastic bag on the affected paw whenever he goes out into the garden. Hmmm. I left him with a pile of dried fish squares this morning and couldn't hear him barking.

It wasn't too cold once we got going- the sun was out, the sky was a clear blue, and here and there there was a light powdering of snow which had fallen briefly in the night and remained caught in the shady patches. It was glorious, refreshing and invigorating and I felt loads better for it by the time we got back. Five steady miles and all's well with the world.

Hope you're all enjoying your day, wherever you are and whatever you're doing :o)

CT.


24 comments:

  1. Perfect, and from your description it sounds a lot like where I run, although there are no thatched cottages here. I always wish the horses a good morning :) Your steady approach is obviously paying off.
    I hope Ted's paw is better soon. X

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    1. I feel very lucky to have such lovely land on my doorstep. Ted has stopped bothering his paw, so hopefully the anti b's are doing their job x

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  2. Sounds wonderful way to start the day.

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  3. Poor Ted. I hope his paw recovers soon, although I almost envy him the cheese wrapped antibiotics! I'm glad that Poppy had such a good time. xx

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    1. Ah yes, the vegan diet! I think I'd miss cheese too. x

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  4. Poor Ted; hope his paw heals quickly. It sounds like a wonderful start to the day! S x

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    1. He seems to be on the mend, thanks Sam x

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  5. Oh poor Ted, I do feel for him. Plastic on his paws to go out will be fun :). Your run sounds perfect on a crisp snowy morning. You seem to be picking up the distance again. I’m very very envious of your snow. Much milder here today, perfect for a walk in the sand dunes at St Ouen. B x

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    1. Luckily, the ground is currently frozen solid so no bags on paws required :o). Phew. Re the snow, it really was very little, just a light dusting in patches. I made the absolute most of it! x

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  6. Hello, I just read your "wanting snow" comment, elsewhere. And since I had told her, that she could enjoy my big snow storm, on my blog.... I figured I'd tell you too.

    It is so precious, how some people, would love to see some snow. And those who see it all winter, can get tired of it. :-)

    Anyway, if you like, you could see my today post... Lots and lots and lots of snow here today, in upper NE of the US.

    :-)

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    1. Just popped over to have a look, thank you :o) I expect I'd be fed up if we had lots of snow stretching for days. Some for a day or two then back to normal would suit me just fine :o)

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  7. I enjoy your runs but so much more when I hear Poppy and Ted get to come along.
    Hope Ted's foot feels better soon.

    cheers, parsnip and mandibles.

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    1. I've missed running with them too. Hopefully by next week T's paw will be well enough and he can do a bit too :o)

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    1. She's a sweetheart is Pop, and Ted has been being Very Brave :o)

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  9. Poor Ted hope he is getting better! Tavi always lifts his paw to help get the harness on! Sarah x

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    1. They are smart, our doggies, aren't they? Paw seems to be healing up x

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  10. Oh poor Ted. And a puppy jumping on him as well to add insult to injury. Bert is getting to the stage where he finds some puppies a bit silly now. He played with his whippet friend this morning. She was the whippet and he was the hare. He's having a lie down now. I do hope Ted is all better soon. Cheese is the best way to deliver things like that isn't it. It's where I stick the worming tablet, nothing else seems to be acceptable. Bert is adept at eating a bit of sausage from around a tablet without actually eating the sausage. Sending Ted a big squeeze. CJ xx

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    1. Love the mental image of Bert being a hare! And now being too mature to endure Puppy silliness, too. He is growing up, isn't he? Ted is usually uber wise to pills hidden in things and also excavates the medicine and leaves it on the floor while eating the good bit. So far, this week, he's been kind to me and eaten the lot with no fuss. Long may it continue xx

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