Damp fur. Again.

Teddys not sure what happened.

Yesterday he was sunbathing, and the morning news said it was very important for stress. At 6.30am, it was lovely and sunny. Actually it was sunny from 4.50am onwards as Teddy discovered having been woken up again... no, Teddys sworn not to mention that again.

He swore it quite enough yesterday, mostly under his breath.

But the sunshine... He even said to the little people how the air smelt different today. A summery smell. They thought him mad. They expect that really. Yesterday he suggested that the whiteboard might work if they tried human sacrifice.

And then it rained. The wind blew the flower pots away, and nearly the damp little people. At least he wasn't doing the cycle training.

Why does it seem longer to go home when it's raining?

Quite damp Teddy.