Muddy

We time our walks now according to the radar display on the weather channel app! It said there would be a pause in the rain at 11am, so off we went, not entirely believing it, but it was dry!
Elvis still walks through every puddle, drinking as he goes, and had to be hosed down when we got home.
Since then I have cleaned out the henhouse, and brought some logs inside just in case I want to light the log burner later. It isn’t particularly cold here, just miserable,  so a nice fire might be cheerful, but do the benefits outweigh the cleaning it out tomorrow morning? A job I don’t enjoy at all.
I’ve got a while to think it over, as I’m all alone this evening because Mr F has gone to La Rochelle for the first home game of the season.