Beano and Button and Muzzles

Beano, and Button in the foreground who looks very guilty, behaved badly by the poolside. Week-end hikers use a marked public footpath that winds through forests, across fields, into quaint little towns and past castles, and right next to a hedge that borders the pool where we swam and lounged at Horns Lodge. Button and Beano heard people walking. They darted through the hedge. We heard a woman's voice.. "Oh look at the cute dogs." Then, "Oh sh..!" Then, "Your dog just bit me!" Then Alex, "I'm so sorry."
We think the culprit is Button but we are not sure.

Button, because she is a mummy dog, thinks her duty is to protect the baby or us or something like that. If enough people complain the town council can request that owners put their dogs down. Hence the muzzles.

Here's Sonja and babies AFTER babies have been bathed, read a story, tucked into bed and supposedly sound asleep. Both wailed at our dinner time - Oona with a nightmare and Kiefer for food. Dinner time seems always to be the most unsettling, especially when Sonja wants to sit down and eat.

We are all back in London. Oona did not want to leave Horns Lodge. She travelled nicely with me on the train and the tube. Caribbana-like festival is on this entire week-end in London. We could hear the parade music from S and A's place.

~I~