Hard frost

Up at a bit after six this morning to sort Bailey’s breakfast and he ate it without fuss. He’s got wise to the injection part of the routine and took himself off under the dining room table. He was soon persuaded out and his insulin administered. I decided to stay up and make a start on some work in my pjs rather than go back to bed as I did yesterday. Bailey and I walked the block a while later in a very hard frost - cold but lovely. A few more things ticked off the list once we were back. And this afternoon we walked and caught up with the bestest friend which was proper lovely.