LOCK DOWN – DAY 20

Went to the park. Rolled around on my back. Walked home via the secret path behind the old City Hospital. Found a manky old ball. Carried it all the way home. Played with it for ages once I got home. Eventually it rolled under the sofa and Ann refused to get it for me.



As each day passes my human is becoming more and more unmotivated. Just what is the point in doing anything? It really doesn't matter if the house is clean or the cupboards are tidy or one is eating proper nutritious meals. We're all prisoners in our own homes waiting for a release date.



Ann wishes she could just go to sleep and wake up when this is all over.................