Monday, April 6, 2009

The joys of Spring

Relations are a little strained in our house at the moment.
As you already know, springtime in Brittany is accompanied by large amounts of fertiliser being spread on fields, and Porridge diving headfirst into it at every opportunity. My walks are carefully designed to avoid danger spots and the constant hosing down that inevitably results from a miscalculation.
Mysweet has made friends with our neighbouring farmer. Whilst spreading a rich mixture on the next door field, the farmer was persauded to raise the shovel on the end of his tractor and tip a small mountain of it some neatly over our hedge for the raspberry patch.

I do love raspberries though. My emotions are mixed

Porridge is now living outside for a while, and is having trouble understanding why.

Perhaps you can smell her from where you are...

11 comments:

Mrs. Chili said...

Though I'm not a gardener myself, I do understand that some of the most lovely, sweet, tender things grow in some pretty vile conditions.

Sorry about the pooch. It'll all be worth it, though, when you're enjoying raspberries in a bowl of cool, sweet cream. Try to think "big picture."

Frankofile said...

It'll be worth it.. unless Porridge, like Sky, eats the fruit before you even get there.

marja-leena said...

What is is about dogs that they love this stuff so much? And gardens love it too!

Rosie said...

mrs Chili, yes sometimes we lovely sweet tender things have to manage in vile conditions...
Frankophile, she loves raspberries too, but only at ground level, so we get some too.
marja-leena, my vet says it is because she is protecting herself from bears by disguising her smell- but I think she was pulling my leg.
Anyway you'd have thought a bear would be even more eager to kill a cow or a pig...

Zhoen said...

Dog perfume. Who knows what goes on in their minds, even if it functions as predator deterrent, that may not be what gives them so much pleasure in the wallow.

Leslie: said...

Soon the sweet smell of springtime will be ripe with the odor of chicken manure and *other* types of fertilizer as the farmers begin the yearly task of getting the fields ready.Two years ago, the smell was so bad that our whole village was so permeated that we couldn't sit outside. Let's hope they get a different type of fertilizer this year!

Dingo said...

I don't know which is more odious. The fertilizer dumped on your raspberries or the BS from your lovely spammer.

Frances said...

This made me laugh, it's funny/gross what they love doing! Ours could eat the fumier in the horses' field for hours and they love munching on the stuff that I pick out of their feet! I hope the avoidance tactics work...

Daisy said...

Oh no, Porridge! It will all hopefully be worth it when you start to see that growth? I remember my schnauzer used to go crazy for rolling in fox pee - that was a real stinker.

meggie said...

It does seem so disgusting for us mere mortals, to try to understand a canine's delight with all things that stink!!
I do feel sorry for Porridge... however, I am on your side for prevention of stench invasion!

Lucy said...

Bur surely if the cowshit is outside and Porridge is outside...

Porridge certainly picked the right part of the world to live in!