Poor widdle darling

This poor thing got jabbed, stabbed and poked with strange instruments today.

Time for his annual shots and check up, I'm not sure he was all that impressed. He did like the change of scenery with a different computer to schmooze, but still sings in the car. I nonetheless consider his car behaviour very good - he just sits in his box and mews to let me know he really isn't sure about it all.

I can't believe it's still officially winter. Today I wore a dress and sandals. Whaaaaa? We haven't had a cloudy day for at least a week, it's been gloriously warmish. Ahhhhh :)