Caterpillar

This wee fella posed his little heart out on our driveway this afternoon. Until Cousteau booted him one, that is. He curled up in a ball and didn't move much after that. He's not there now so I can only ascertain that he either got eaten by a bird or was playing dead and scuttled off somewhere safe, away from errant red dogs' feet.

Popped out to the mall and got myself some VERY cute red shoes today. A middle of the week blip, maybe?

Went to the garden centre and bought up large on seeds and the like, ready for planting tomorrow.

Caught up with the neighbours who have been off to Russia for the past two weeks. They had a great time and were full of tales. Canterbury mowed their lawn this morning for them so they were pretty chuffed with that.

Dog walking the in the forest where Cousteau was mobbed by a whole tribe of Beagles and Pugs.

Now it's shower time. I'm off out to a soiree tonight. Canterbury doesn't want to come. He's going to chill with the dog while I parler the old français for a few hours.

Tomorrow's supposed to be a stunner weather wise so fingers crossed for that.