The next sit

With a gorgeous golden doodle to care for, I suspect he may feature on bf soon

I seem to have missed a day along the way, might have to improvise somewhere. We are now staying in an adapted old mill about 45 minutes from Toulouse with the water race beneath our bedroom, sounds like a softly churning washing machine and contrary to my thinking feels absolutely fine.

The drive south was good although we are missing the amazing dog and kitten from the cider farm, this housesit is very different, although just as beautiful in a different way.