Recovery mode

Harry in recovery mode on the sofa.  He didn't have a very good morning. Something, someone, some puss, somewhere totally spooked him and he came home wild eyed, heavy panting, and making very weird noises which totally spooked me out. It took quite a long time for us both to recover, and on his part, nearly a whole special treat tin of tuna.

Other than that it was a 'normal' Monday.  At home activities including swimming  (20 lengths) - more than enough as the water is noticeably colder now, an hour's online tutoring and the weekly video catch up call with mbfiatw Jean, in Kent. 

September marches on.