Damn, she got me!

Rags has been stripped. By me. Bit rough and ready. At least he doesn't look like a lion now. This shot doesn't really show his true sleekness but the little bigger wouldn't stand still long enough for me to photograph him. I think they call that revenge.

Today. Up, walk, eat, gym, eat, town, shop, coffee, shop, home, eat, make granola, strip Rags, hoover, walk dogs.

Now...birthday champagne for Dad and present time. A little premature but I don't think he will mind! Then salmon dinner and snooze. I'm shattered.x