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Why is Life So Boring?

"When do you think we're going out Poppy?"
"Sh, sh, Bud, Cilla said 'Stay, be quiet'. "
"But I've stayed and been quiet for hours and hours and hours and no treat in sight. Why aren't we going out today, on the beach, up the Fairy Glen, into Rosehaugh, I don't care I'm just so bored!"
"I'm fed up too Bud, but if she said 'STAY' then that's it we must stay here in our bed."

They were very good dogs, we did go out eventually, not for one of their usual long exploring trecks, but it had to do today.
The kitchen planner man from IKEA came and spent ages going through what we had planned for the kitchen, I never knew there were so many commutations of a cupboard:-  with doors, without doors, with 2 shelves, 3 shelves, no shelves, with a liner, with glass inner panels (whatever they are), with dividers, soft closing, banging closing, 40cm or 60 cm wide, wifi doors which open when you say 'open sesame'.

Perhaps I was exaggerating with that last item, but by the end of the morning my head felt as though it was exploding and  I was very glad to go out for a wander down the Fairy Glen and forget all about kitchens, which I must admit I usually do, not being a fan of slaving over a hot stove.