It's a jungle out there ...

.... and it's full of dinosaurs don't you know.

Amazing sleep last night and on looking out on the garden this morning, saw Bill's discarded dinosaur.

It's a squeaky bright orange plastic toy and he loves it.

We play the Stewart family game of "fetch" - ie he will either run off with it, or if he does start back towards you, he will stop wherever he fancies, drop it and then expect you to go to him, pick it up and start all over again.

Had been going to blip my belated birthday coffee cupcake today (before and after) but really rather liked the fact Mr Dinosaur was just sat there this morning - world might be a jungle but he was up for it.

And so am I.

Edit: Just looked at large! - very scary! (and don't say I didn't warn you!)