My nieces were regular visitors at our farm. They loved coming as they both loved animals and we certainly had enough of them. We certainly enjoyed the Christmas’s that they were with us as the excitement that children feel at the thought of Christmas, of Santa Clause, of re-creating the nativity scene and singing carols was certainly infectious. Christmas is after all about children, or rather one particular child.
This Christmas the girls came and brought their dog Ollie. Mungo was in seventh heaven having a doggy friend to play with. He taught Ollie how to find koalas and let the humans following know where they were so that, they too, could see them. Trog of course quickly established that she was in charge and was to be obeyed.
Mungo enjoyed showing Ollie his territory. He lorded it over her in his knowledge of the property and the animals. Ollie followed dutifully at his heels. That was, until it came to the dams. Ollie loved swimming. Mungo had retained his terror from his first day at the farm and diligently avoided the water .
Everyone threw sticks into the dam. Ollie chased them. Mungo desperately wanted to but just couldn’t overcome his fear. The girls and my brother laughed at him so much that you could see his embarrassment. Shamed, and wanting that stick he eventually, after a couple of days, took the plunge and entered the water amidst great cheers from the bank.
Although he didn’t suddenly take to swimming, he at least paddled in the water from that time on.
This was a wonderful Christmas. A Happy Merry One.
Although I am sure I will be posting over the break it may be at irregular intervals so
I would like to wish everyone
A VERY MERRY HAPPY CHRISTMAS AND A FUN-FILLED SAFE NEW YEAR.