Thursday, June 6
Garden, 15:45
The night passed peacefully. Mindy, the dog, has a deluxe prison which it slept in happily. It slept all night and woke at about 7:30 wanting attention, or at least wanting the action to start.
It has decided that it loves running up and down the garden at breakneck speed and one of us stands at one end and one of us at the other, and it races between us and then round our legs and back again.
This keeps all three of us safely amused.