All You've Got to be....Is True

We were all a little weary in the DWNB House today. 

We only rose at 10 am, and that was because we all thought we heard a mobile ring, and we thought we heard the house phone ring, and then we definitely heard Tooli's phone ring. 

Gran was looking for us, on behalf of Boy. 

Boy had been waiting for Morning to say Happy Birthday to his Da.  He text the group chat.  He text his Da.  He text Me.  He text Tooli.  He phoned me.  He phoned his Da.  

Then he gave in to the mind playing tricks scenario.  Messaged his gran; and his gran phoned us. 

We all dragged ourselves out of bed and told him we had been "resting".  We had a day off to get Tooli organised.   We had a lovely Facetime with him and J, and then we set about our business, Probably more slowly than we might have. 

This was in between getting up and getting to the car; when we took time out in Cosmo to enjoy the sunshine. 

We made it out, did the shopping, checked the allotment, made it home to meet up with Grana, and then took Beau (AKA Fatcat) to the Vet as she has a bit of Kim Kardashian lips going on.   Turns out she has a wee scab.   She got a steroid injection and I've to buy her a new bowl - apparently they can become allergic. 

And now we are all laying around the sitting room, feeling wabbit.  I;ll be hitting bed in a minute.