In the proverbial...

... dog house that is - though he was forgiven before he went to bed. Bailey has had a day of weeing in all the wrong places and then being far too manic this evening. I think both of us need to get out and about sooner rather than later so it is lucky that we have just one more day's confinement.

I think part of the problem has been that I have been getting on with things today: two phone calls, including talking to a new colleague about our shared A-Level group; baking and four loads of washing (including two separate loads of bedding for the indiscriminate wee-er!) Hopefully we can get into a better routine in what will only be his third week. Fingers crossed for that - or an injection of more patience than I have had today!