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Camouflaged Autumn Dog

Yes, here's Axle in his camouflage army gear. He blends very well, doesn't he? Merging very well with the surrounding landscape, just like a winter white bunny.

Well, I've just woken up to find the contents of a bin racing around the garden, in a violent gusty wind. It's COLD at 7.am you know, wearing your pyjamas and welly boots! So, managed to chase everything back into it's rightful bag. We recycle everything plastic here, which is great; but doesn't plastic fly well, in a good wind? Actually I found  one Nivea shampoo bottle, with distinct bite marks on the corner. That's suspicious isn't it? Me thinks our local foxes have been having a little night entertainment with the wind. They do like to run off with our dogs' balls, if we leave them in the garden  (ouch!). They are very cheeky.

BIG UP to Nivea and Revlon by the way, who DO NOT experiment on animals with their products . Most others do, though they keep that very quiet (bad babies! ) I remember when I was at college I went on one of those anti-hunting protests. In a deep dark wood somewhere in deepest England. It was fun, because we spend most of the day running around spraying urine in the hedgerows, since it distracts the hounds. We really stank.  But it was fun. At least the Swiss just shoot their animals! Well, that's got to be more humane hasn't it? I think they shoot wild boar too. It's often on the menu, here. I know, because my husband has eaten it. I hope they don't shoot me and Axle, in our camouflage gear. You'd never hear from me again then, would you? Would you miss me?  Of course you would. Whose blog would you read then? Thousands of others presumably

Anyway, enough of this morbidity, is that a word? It's probably because I dreamt I was being killed last night. I was being stalked like an animal  Very scary. But then, I was also driving a Harley Davidson motorbike, sooooo, it was almost worth it. I do looooooove motorbikes, but I wouldn't like to risk being on a motorbike here in Switzerland. My brain can't seem to process the road signs in French. Something just doesn't seem to work, I'm sure there's something lose and rattling at the back of my brain. And if I got stopped, (the police are very stern here, and always stop to check you) what would I say to their barrage of French questions? "Slow down please, I'm English?"  They have been known to throw the odd Englishman off the top of the odd bridge (with a river under it) if he were pissed. Who is this 'odd Englishman' anyway?

The big news is........our new sofa has arrived. And how adorable and CLEAN it is. Gone is the doggy smell of wet paws, too many doggy chews and cheesy feet. Here's a photo for you.

We feel this is quite an achievement really, to have successfully ordered a sofa in French. Everything went well, thanks for asking. Makes the place look very posh. Perhaps it will raise us up to its level now and banish all cheesy dirty feet.

I'm listening to some Yoga music at the moment, it's very.........bland.

Look, here's my lovely paintings on the wall, and don't they look nice now, with our new fresh sofa?

It's great having your own paintings to furnish your house, too. Because I have a collection of at least 40 originals in a big box. So I can just say: "Hmmm, which one would suit this spot?"

The only disadvantage in renting this lovely house, is that it has those scratchy walls, so often used in rented accomodation. You know the kind to deter all touching of any kind, for fear of injury; keeps them clean, you see. Cos no bugger wants to risk losing their skin.

Anyway better go, because a lightening storm is brewing on my new Yoga Cd. Baton down your hatches! www.MooreThanArt.com and www.boundlessgallery.com or questions@moorethanart anytime