Rare Sightings In Eisenberg.

Foxes and tourists.

Late yesterday evening I noticed old Mausi staring quivering out of the bedroom window. A different stance to normal and as I snuck up behind her to see who she was liaising with ( #1 or #2 tomcat ) I almost fell through the mosquito netting out of the window. A family of foxes, well mum and three boisterous pups, were playing not more than fifteen meters up the road.

Our neighbour has mentioned it but hearing and seeing are two different kettles of fish. The recent love of the front window has been explained. Just as well old Mausi doesn't get free reign...she might want to join the pups to cavort about too.

Bob came home from work this afternoon and informed me of an embarrassing incident at work. The vineyards are his office and close to lunchtime he walked up one of them to do his pruning, when out of the corner of his eye he noticed a lady suntanning at one of the local holiday cottages. He only noticed because the sunlight reflected all over the top of her body.
Yes, she topless and Bob speechless.

Apparently she hadn't noticed him, so Bob being the gentleman that he is, backtracked a few meters out of sight only to come back the same way but with much more noise. Gosh, a fleeing deer would have made less noise. He did have to go past this woman's cottage one way or the other and luckily she took note of his approach and covered herself up.

Bob told me with nochalance, that as he marched past her, he said a polite " Servus " and carried on as if nothing had happened but in all honesty, I am sure it made his day. I dared to asked him how old the woman actually was ( he had mumbled about her being an old biddy ), knowing that husbands tend to downplay age, looks and likability of any other woman their eyes fall upon on principle;

" Honey, do you think Julia Roberts is good looking? "

" OH GOD NO! She's not my type at all."

...he'd say despite having seen Pretty Woman more than a few times.

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