As the leaves started to eventually turn brown and fall from the trees after an exceptionally hot September, we arrived in South West France to sit for a new client.
We looked after a Doberman, female and a Greyhound male. Both are rescue dogs and in their middle years. The Greyhound used to make us laugh as he would suddenly gallop around the field for a couple of laps and then, with legs all of a quiver, would go back to his sniffing and mooching around. It was a very funny sight.
The Doberman was good at demanding our attention to give her constant smooths. She was very obedient, making sure we saw her lifting her paw and sitting whilst we were preparing her meals.
We have lived in this part of France before, so we were able to catch up with friends on this visit. We had a trip to the Pyrenees on one sunny, clear day, and as there had been a bit of rain the day before, the tops of the highest peaks were dusted in snow. The towns in the Pyrenees were very quiet at this time of year, the summer tourists had departed, and the winter skiers were yet to appear. Locals were taking the opportunity to tidy up their properties and maintain the roads, etc, before the next influx. The area we know is the Aure Valley it is a very pretty time of year to see the foot of the mountains covered in golden foliage.