Rosie and the sea

Another day started with a swim with Rosie, sadly the last one for a while as the tides go a bit wrong now. Has been a lovely start to the day this week.

Daisy reminded me it might be Joe’s big 17th birthday today making him about 143 in cat years. We have forgotten the specific date over the years but it’s certainly about now. I went to give him a nice birthday stroke and he scratched me. All my fault though, turns out he needed more food still in his day.

And Will and I are off heatwave camping in Bristol this weekend. I had a moment of doubt today, Will said we should go and see what it’s like which felt surprisingly positive and that’s what we will do.