In your eyes

I slept badly last night. Pio has decided that my legs are a comfy place to sleep. I can't stand having weight on my legs so this doesn't really work for me. I had to kick him out in the end.

I woke up early and headed off to Mass.

Then popped in to see H. She's going to be in hospital for at least another night. Poor thing.

Off to see pixelsmiths to pick up my roses. He was glad to see the back of them, if a little disappointed that he wasn't allowed to take the chainsaw to them.

Thanks for that, mate. I'm sure they'll survive the trauma!

Home. Dinner on. Cat fed. Dog walked. People talked to. Dog fed.

Just got a bit of school work to do and then taking tea round to my friends' house. They've got a lot on their plate at the moment. (No pun intended.)

Cousteau's goofy smile and eyes are so wonderful. They don't fail to make me smile. He's such a loving wee man.

His health is continuing to get better. He's still too thin, but is getting there.

Better get on with it.

Night.