Greeting loyal readers and fellow maremmas. Today was a lovely spring, Mangamahu afternoon and while daddy was mowing the lawns and mummy was doing some weeding; I’d thought I’d assist mummy by doing some digging of my own. Guess what I found, why a lovely matured bone!! I seem to have forgotten about it, so imagine my surprise when I dug it up. A lovely, ripe, well seasoned bone. For some reason, mummy and daddy didn’t seem so keen about the re-discovery of my bone. Something about not bringing it inside.