The worst thing about not having our usual travels is that I miss ice cream. I saw some pictures of Shadow\u2019s daughter Cinders with her ice cream yesterday and my first thought was \u2018I want one\u2019. Mum doesn\u2019t generally give us ice cream at home and even when we\u2019ve been out recently she hasn\u2019t wanted to go to ice cream stands or into shops. It\u2019s very hard on a dog when she can\u2019t have her second most favourite food in the world. Steak is number one, obviously! I think I should write to Cinders and see if I could go to stay with her for a while so we can have an ice cream binge together. She seems to know all the best places to go.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
To be honest, I really miss the one to one time with Mum too. When there are three of you to share Mum\u2019s affection it can be pot luck. When we go away together I have her undivided attention and, if I\u2019m being honest, I do like that best. I\u2019m not getting any younger. I don\u2019t want to find our whole special travelling together has passed me by. I would have made the most of the previous trips if I\u2019d realised just how long there would be before the next one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Squirrel has moved on from digging up the vegetables at the moment. The problem is that the straw mulch that Dad is putting down to stop the weeds feels REALLY nice to dig in. It has already been explained to Ari in words of one syllable that he must not dig in it, play in it, eat it, roll in it\u2026 Now it seems that squirrel is in for the same lecture, but with the addition of must not bury nuts under it. It\u2019s their own fault for buying something that feels so nice to play in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Love<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Wilma<\/p>\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I realised yesterday how much I miss ice cream. It has been ages – years – since I’ve had one. Wilma wants to put that right.<\/p>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":26250,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"gallery","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,150],"tags":[16,58],"class_list":["post-26468","post","type-post","status-publish","format-gallery","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-day-to-day-life","category-wildlife","tag-travel","tag-wildlife","post_format-post-format-gallery"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26468","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=26468"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26468\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/26250"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=26468"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=26468"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alfiesdiary.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=26468"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}