Oh hi, Guinness here. As you can see we are well into winter here in our pretty little Valley.
Me and Mags are en route to the Olde Train Bridge. This tired old bridge has been a friend of mine for many years.
"Wanna walk down to the train bridge, Guinny-Bear?" My human will ask. Yes. Guinny wants.
Old is she...
Such weight she bore!
To aid train's journey, but never more!
Too brittle her bones!
Too slow her breath...
She's absolutely bored to death!
Haha! Indeed! The bridge teaches me lots of lessons. Lessons in patience. Lessons of enduring.
Winter is here to stay she tells us! We must wait it out.
I look down into the River. It runs slow...and thick. It is in no hurry. I do not need to be a Groundhog to figure this one out. We must endure...
We turn around. It is time to head for home. That is our walk to the bridge and back.
When I get home THIS is here,
He said he could not make it all the way home. He needed a stop over.
I am not surprised. It is Monday. Groucho has just come back from his AA meeting. Afghan-Alien Anonymous. It really takes a lot out of him.
As per normal, he makes himself at home on the Groucho-Coucho.
And once again we are reminded of our lessons in enduring. Til next time...love Guinness.