Today my strength took a severe bashing.  I was running wildly in the field with the rope and watering can bouncing along behind me.  the wind caught the can and blew it round behind Nigel where it caught between his legs.  He got bashed but I nearly got strangled.  Thankfully I am made of tougher stuff.  I just broke my collar buckle and carried on.   The collar is now useless so I am looking forward to a new  trendy accessory. I am trying to put in a request for a pretty pink collar with perhaps a sprinkling of rhinestones. They don’t seem to be listening.

It was quite cold this evening but lovely and warm in front of the fire in the lounge.  Suddenly I had a brilliant idea....  I went into the hall, collected my bed mat and dragged it into the lounge in front of the fire.  After I had given the bed a good rearrange, I was able to settle down comfortably in the warm. Lovely.