Early morning adventure.
Friday, April 13, my favourite day!
I usually take Trompie for a quick walk before I leave home at about ten past seven.
With all the bad weather I did not take him for these early walks. I am in the lucky position now to have a fenced garden. I let him out at half past six, but he kept on telling me he wanted to go out.
I know why he wants to go out. He loves to sniff out cat poop to eat.
I put Trompie on his lead. I told him I am already late, he better hurry up.
The road in front of my house is a double drive with an isle in the middle grown with grass.
We crossed the road and walked past the farm where there are about fifty sheep and four cows. It smelled like the farm. Trompie kept on trying to push through the fence. He wasn’t in a hurry at all.
I forced him to keep on walking. We crossed the road just after passing the roundabout.
We were back on the side where my house is. When we came around the bend,
On the middle part were two huge, white, fat pigs looking at us.
Trompie looked at them, and they looked back.
Trompie and I slowly moved nearer
You know what these two pigs did?
At first, they stared at us.
We stared back in amazement.
They turned around in a flash, squealing and off they went, back home.