Friday, November 11, 2011

It's Tricky

Being a good neighbor gets a bit tricky some days. I like to walk the dogs in the morning. On weekdays that means we go between 8:30am-9:00am. Most of my neighbors are up or on their way to work by then, so the cacaphony of barking dogs that we set off isn't much of a bother to them. On holidays and weekends, however, it gets trickier. Everyone sleeps in; no one wants to hear dogs barking, so we have to alter our normal route that circles the village. When we reach Christiane's house, we have to make a decision. If we go right up the road past the church, we can go as far as the dogs to disturb...but then we have to turn around. If we go left, we can walk the cemetery road past Patrick and Josiane's house. No dogs this far either.
Lots of rabbits, tho. Thank goodness, they don't bark!

After a very short walk on the main village road, we can cut down this gravel track. It always makes me a bit nervous if I see smoke curling from Madame's chimney. Has she let her little yapping dogs out for the day? We'll soon find out; even this far away, they'll sense Dali and Lucie and start barking!

How far we can walk down this road depends upon whether or not Monsieur's donkeys are out. Braying donkeys are almost as bad as barking dogs! It's so much easier when we can just do our nornal 'around the block' walk. And in case you're wondering...I have no control over those baying hunting hounds on the other side of the river. They are not baying at us!

It's almost 8:30am...time to walk the dogs. Now let's see: it's Friday, but it's a holiday, so....

1 comment:

  1. I love thinking of you in your little village! I'm catching up on all the blog posts I've missed over the last couple of weeks. So fun to read about your life.