Today we took my (80 year old) mom for a hike and picnic for Mother’s Day. Stunning hike up a mountain to a view over a bay - 6.2km return. Halfway back we stopped for our picnic lunch. We brought a big meaty bone for Snowie. Ha! He was not interested at all. Far more interested in our vegetarian picnic! He abandoned his bone and lay next to me in the hopes of getting a tidbit or two. Or three. Or more! Bits of sourdough bread. Falafel. Cheddar cheese. He did spit out the raw cucumber cos he just lurrrrves bread. But ate the cucumber when the bread was finished. Meanwhile we had a pair of scary looking crows gliding overhead, clearly interested in the meaty bone lying on the rock. Only after we’d packed up the picnic did Snowie go back to his meaty bone.
