Happy New Year

David has gone home so I was fed up - I took it out on the tree. Meanwhile, dear old Luna slipped and removed a large chunk of skin (greyhound skin is like paper). We’ve had several hours at the vet, she’s now stitched up and ordered to rest - I’m sure that won’t be a problem for her.

Happy New Year. I know we said it last year but surely 2022 cannot possibly be worse than 2021?