So here I am on my bonus chemo free day, high on energy after discovering my mind and body has temporarily been given back to me and I am thinking what could be more enjoyable than to go for an aromatically crisp autumn walk?
I was not alone in seizing the day.
Ever seen a white dog cross the field
trying to make the other side
Ever seen a white dog turning brown
trying to make himself lie down
So what becomes of you my love
When they have finally stripped you of
The pig dung
That your poor old owners had to sweat to bathe you?