Okay, starting with a blurry shot of Hidalgo – big now, and slightly clumsy! He’s got his eye on Jane who decided we need to go through the freezer to make room for more dog food.
I may have said, more than once, that everything is so much easier in the winter. In the summer months, we had to store the dog food in the freezer or dry the heads on the drying rack. The heads were, as you can see below, monstrous!
These are halibut heads – basically the flat fish on the seabed. Each head weighs a good three kilos (which I think is about six pounds). We used to have a small rucsac (backpack) – one of my favourites until the fish “happened”. We had to throw it out after four years of carrying fish heads up the hill from the fish factory to the freezer. (We sometimes took a taxi.) No matter how thick the plastic lining was, juice and associated slime, gore, and blood, seeped out of the liner into the rucsac.
Ichor?
I digress. π
When the heads were frozen they looked and felt like boulders.
Food for thought… and the dogs.
Chris
When will Hildago (Hail Dog! Sorry,couldn’t help itπ€ͺ)be ‘one of the team’?
He did run with the team, when he was about 8 months old. It came as a bit of a shock! π
To you or Hidalgo?
Ah, Graham… you saw right through that one, eh? Hidalgo got into the groove… the same groove the team dragged me through! π
I can just picture you in complete control!πππππππππππ€ͺπ
I have videos of “complete control”. Not pretty! π