Mirroring

He never used to kick up a storm after relieving himself until he saw real dogs do it on the Meadows in Edinburgh and so he’s done it ever since. It’s an attempt to blend in and fool us into thinking he’s a proper dog. As if..

Earlier, I’d dropped Ruby off at work and Mrs S at Waverley on her way to the Wirral (hurrah) via Preston (shudder).

Later, I picked Ruby up from work and roasted tomatoes with garlic and lit the fire (autumn has arrived).