The Hoth System

H always looks like a young Han Solo from the Empire Strikes Back with this jacket on. The girl version of course!

Clockwork this morning with breakfast and the school run MrsT will be happy to hear as she jaunts about London.

H is in season. Which has great timing. She’s banned from upstairs due to blood on the carpets so I’m sleeping on the couch for the next few weeks.

Although she snuck past the obstacles at the bottom of the stairs last night and came back down before I woke. Sneaky dog.

I saw the evidence this morning of the moved obstacle and said blood.