I just came back from the woods with my sister, and the dogs. These past two days were so warm and sunny that it would`ve been a mistake not to go out. Even ran into friends and their puppies (a border collie, and some kind of mastiff) on our way back home. It`s always nice to randomly meet people you know. Unfortunately, the dogs didn`t like each other. That means we have to work on this walk-date-for-dogs thing.
We`ve taken a visit to the abandoned mansion in my village. There is this door what I was too afraid to open but sis guessed it might be stairs behind, leading upstairs, because from other side of this wall there is one leading down to the basement...and that`s the place where I will not go down. You know things happen in basements. However, I`m still pretty curious about what is down there.
Interesting story is, that my great-grandma used to be a maid here when the mansion was in its heyday. My mum also spent her childhood here somehow, while my grandparents` current house was built across the road. Plus one story, I got to know about recently is that one of the old owners shot him here after loosing his money on gambling. How pleasant.