Spring is in the air and the sap is rising. Only mildly chastised for pissing on the kitchen floor overnight, I think she must be going soft in her old age. He didn't spend the entire weekend chained to that bloody computer for once, which meant that I got a nice hour and a half walk down by the river yesterday with ample rolling and eating opportunities. Hurrah! Scared a few ducks and then ate their bread, the soft bastards. Found a copy of Razzle in the woods and went home. All in all not a bad day. Pooh count four, about average.
You couldn't make it up could you. I spent much of the weekend dozing on the sofa watching telly. Glastonbury was on, although sad to say there was no Snoop Dog, Bone Jovi or any other canine related artists. The big news seemed to be the lack of female headliners and now we know why as one scored a spectacular own goal. She missed her slot cos she was doing her hair. It takes ages she said. Why NOT start doing your hair well before your show time. Aaagh no where's my handbag I've left it in the car, I've got to back to fetch it.