For crying out loud!

November 21/08 12:32 p.m.

Just came in from my (today really) duty walk with Herr Hund, felt like the "Flying Robert" and had been hailed and rained upon to boot. Only Herr Hund seemed to enjoy it, must be nuts, that dog. Towelled him down and now he is smelling up the living room, nice... -
And all my efforts from 2 days ago to make my garden winter shipshape, down the drain, pond , terrace and garden full of debris from cypress tree. real great, looking forward to some more slave hours of cleaning. Well, keeps the old bones going, so to say.

P.S. 5:42 p.m.
And old bones made an effort to clean the leaves mainly out of the fishpond, almost "fishing" precious veiltail on the way. Damn thing had to have same colour as japanese maple leaves. Walk with Herr Hund tonite had been a real wet one, slush and wind, this time even Herr Hund decided it was "Hundewetter" and started to run home without beeing ordered.