Happy Harrriet

I snapped Harriet while she was having her breakfast this morning. I'm glad that she's holding onto her British roots-this girl loves a cup of tea. I struck a deal with Oscar to swap Harriet for Bertie which he was delighted about but Vicki wasn't so keen.
I love their little Ozzy accents. We could hear Oscar out in the garden shouting 'Birdy! Birdy!' over and over again. I thought he was talking to the chickens until I realised he was calling Bertie.
Our lovely visitors from Oz had to hit the road early as they had a day at LEGOLAND planned. Let's just say,  I was sad to see them go.
I mooched in a miserable fashion until it was time to go to work.