Yesterday I decided to go for a walk with Rémy – he has one of those tricycles with a handle on a long pole at the back, very practical. A good opportunity for him to use up some energy and peddle a bit on the safe bits of our walk and for me to hold the handle whenever we are near some dangerous spots.
We walked to the top of the road to pick up the cycle path which runs alongside the main road out of the village, then as far as the car park at the stad so he can ride around there in safety. He seems to really enjoy this route.
The day before we went along the same path, and encountered a couple of cars from the Gendarmerie – not often we see them here. One of them parked next to the mini roundabout at the entrance to the village near the top of our street and where the cycle path starts. When the latter was built back in 2005 the road into the village was considerably narrowed, with passing points for lorries that use the ZA at the top of our street.
Seems they were there to “contrôle” all drivers coming into and out of the village – one car that had been stopped revved off angrily so I can only assume he was one of many speeding along this road. Too frequent an occurance since the cycle path was built. The speed limit was changed to 50km/h, which everyone ignores.
Anyway yesterday, walking up to the stad we saw a couple approaching us with a strange looking dog (a sort of husky-wolf cross!) running around behind them occasionally crossing the road. I remember back in Leicester as a teenager doing a paper round and seeing this poor dog that was ran over on a main road right in front of me, so I was cringing inwardly hoping that this wouldn’t happen to this dog. As we approached and said “Bonjour” to the couple as I passed I saw that the dog was a stray, as the couple were giving it some strange looks when it crossed the road again to go and say “hello” to the guard dog at the gates to a warehouse on that side.
As we arrived at the car park next to the stad, to my dismay the dog had done a U-turn and was running towards us. At first I was worried for Rémy as he was sitting on his tricycle and a bit vulnerable, but he didn’t seem at all bothered. It then ran past us, back towards us again before looking bored and turning to sniff around. Meanwhile Rémy was trying to call it over. So I bent down to him to explain that he should never ever, try to call a dog over if no one is with it. It could be dangerous as you never know how it is going to react. He seemed to take that on board and we carried on.
The dog sloped off up the cycle path in the direction of a gypsy parking area further up the road.
As I watched it go I heard the plaintive cry: “PIPI!” Its the first time I’ve had to deal with this when we’re outside as usually he has peed himself before even saying “pipi”. Luckily I was able to take him behind the bus shelter next to the stad so he could pee out of view. Just as I was feeling proud of myself I noticed that he’d wet the seat of his trousers a little bit. I still have a lot to learn about helping a toddler pee alfresco…
Back to the subject of dogs. We’ve still been looking at adverts online, along with Thumpahs two work colleagues Karine & Delphine. Between them they’ve found quite a few dogs to choose from. One of them caught our eye, currently with a foster family attached to an animal “association” over in Corbeil. It is a Collie-Berger Shetland cross. Surprisingly a small dog at 10kg, it looks a lot bigger in the photo below.
No age was mentioned in the ad. Cost was written as “frais d’adoption”. So Thumpah gave them a call last night as it seemed to tick all the right boxes, including being very kid friendly. To our dismay we found that the dog is 6 years old!!! The adoption charges also amounted to err… 250€ like the Cocker I wrote about previously. We’ve not commited ourselves, but told the woman on the phone that we were also planning on visiting an SPA centre.
Possibly tomorrow we are off the Chamarande as we’ve seen a few dogs that look interesting on the site for the refuge there.