Get off that’s mine

The cygnets are always hungry early on Thursday mornings.
I had a call this morning asking if I would babysit while C took one of the cats to the vet - of course I jumped at the chance! C will be doing some ‘keep in touch’ work days over the next weeks so we need to get Lizzie used to mummy not being there all the time and Granny and Grandad childcare. Fortunately all went well and although there were some slightly anxious looks around we had no tears. The cat apparently has cystitis and is now taking his medication, hopefully all will be well there.
I’d taken my iPad with me so that I could attend, via zoom, the funeral service of a gentleman which was taking place in the church in the next village. A ‘first’ for all of us but a privilege to be able to attend virtually