We are in the mountains again! Not just some mountains: we are in the highest part of the Alps, M tells me. We are camping at the roots of the Mont Blanc. That is an enormous mountain, topped with loads of ice and snow. The landscape is rough and so are the walks. I love running in rocky terrain, so I like it here. I do have to wait for M and P all the time, because they are slow. But I don’t mind, I am good at waiting.
There is a downside to camping at the roots of mountains like this: the nights are very cold. I usually do not approve of clothing for dogs; I think humans are wrong to think we need clothes, since we are very well equipped to keep ourselves warm. We have fur, right? But in this case I am glad M brought me a pyjama, to keep me warm in the nights. My body is not made for icy mountain weather, so I kind of need this to get through the nights. It keeps me nice and warm, a bit like my snoozebag at home. Here we are, having breakfast in the freezing morning:
However, as soon as the sun comes out it gets warm. So I get rid of my pyjama and lie basking in the warm sunlight. Nice.
I so very much love the sun. When ever there is a ray of sunlight in our house I lie down in it. I cherish the warmth on my coat, it makes me so relaxed. I like dozing in the sun for hours. It can’t be hot enough for me – there are only a few times I remember that being in the sun was too hot and I looked for some shade. But that was in high summer and we were travelling in the south.
So I think it is very, very nice that M placed my bed in the garden today, so I could enjoy the warm sunshine in my own cozy soft bed.
We just returned from our daily walk. We went to the dunes and the forest. We go there almost every day, so you could say this is nothing special. But to me it is always special.
Every day is different, you know. It smells different, it feels different. Sometimes we have sun, sometimes rain or storm. Or all of them in one walk (those are the best). We might encounter a fox, or a bunch of rabbits. You never know for certain and that makes every walk a little adventure. Not a big one, like going on a holiday and hiking in the mountains, of course not. That is a different category. But I like these little adventures too. Maybe even more, because we can have them every day.