Ruined

Not only had I brought Bailey the remains of the egg from my sandwich but, whilst I was making it, he’d pinched my place on the sofa.

He’s been a bit unsettled / blooming whiny today. He’s not used to me being all that active on a Saturday for the last few weeks but today was a day for getting things done - and ignoring the whining. Up and running before nine and before I woke up enough to talk myself out of it. Home to take Bailey for a walk but not far as it was wet and a bit sleety by then. And then jobs were done: bathroom cleaned, hoovering, washing and tidying. A longer walk for Bailey and telly catch up this afternoon was at a steadier pace.