P, sporting his 'Bama hat, is quite (too?) fond of the gravel driveway...
and Gaston, aka I-Will-Not-Be-Ignored, leaps in the photo frame at the last second
The critters come a runnin due to empty dinner trough...
P contemplating making a run for the gate...
Giggling P on a Saturday walk...
P inspecting the animal park fence. Yep, all good....
Watching mom feed the critters...
The golden fields of Colza waiting to be harvested
The family walk...
The family walk...
Dateline Normandy -- Two weeks after the Normandy blizzard, the T's were treated to a sunny and warm weekend, suitable for P-Man to make his first big outing into the garden, where he walked -albeit a bit wobbly - to and fro. He displayed an unusual interest in repeatedly going back and forth between the car, where he just had to touch a tire, then to rubbing his hands in the gravel driveway. He also enjoyed watching all the Chateau animals flittering about, especially the sheep who have now returned to the front field. Gaston made a ruckus each time they approached, bien sur, but not nearly as much as the ones made by the squawking peacocks now daily at 6 a.m. in the morning. Quelle horreur! ~30~
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