He'da man!

You may or may not be able to see the fact that the step is very frosty. Cousteau didn't seem to mind getting a cold bottom.

He was watching Lenci, who was watching Pio, who was watching me. Kind of a stale-mate square going on.

Whilst collapsing Lenci's crate this morning, I crushed my fingers. It really hurt. My hands have been cold all day, so I don't know if it still hurts. I guess that's a good thing. They're still attached, so I'm going with they're fine.

A dog walk. A wander with B. Mass. Tea at Rae's. Home to a cold house.

Looking forward to jumping into my bed for some serious zzzzz soon.

Night all.