Pre-dawn

The first thing I do each morning when I wake up is to turn on the light, now that dawn is getting later. I give Bean her heart tablets (which she has to have an hour before eating) and then she is allowed up onto the bed to snuggle up, while I mull over the day ahead. 

Usually I get half an hour to relax and contemplate, but sometimes - like this morning - she is keen to get up and at it. 10 minutes was the grace I was given, before I was head-butted and the furry four-leggedy monster rolled onto her back and wriggled and wagged with enthusiasm. 

She has well-developed communication skills.

I am feeling reflective today about recent conversations with friends. Things are not as they seemed, and I am just realising that a couple of people who I thought were on my wavelength about the state of the planet, are actually pedaling conspiracies - some of them quite dangerous. 

It has made me think deeply about the line in the sand beyond which I have to stop compromising my principles for the sake of friendship. The line has been crossed in this case and I have spoken out. I will mourn the loss of friends. But - to mix my metaphors - it turns out that the friendship was build on sand.

Such is life.