It had to happen, eventually.
After a long, long hot summer with steamy, sunny days and sticky, over-warm nights; the weather is finally turning.
Six weeks behind schedule: the deciduous trees are shedding their leaves and cooler overnight temperatures makes for sounder sleeping.
As for younger mutt: last night was the first night he wore one of his jackets from last winter. Never mind it being many months since then, I had only to say ‘Jacket?’ once.
Upon hearing this keyword, his demeanour changed from a slouch-body to a dog at-attention: sitting upright, eyes bright, and with his ears pointing to the ceiling, ready for action.
There is a saying that goes along the lines of: ‘A change is as good as a holiday.’
And while there is nothing quite like a change of scene to reinvigorate the self; a-changing of the season can be a welcome, therapeutic tonic for the psyche.
Until next time, Jo