Putting up the metres

It's a bit of a tradition.  Every day after rowing, the Rower has to put his metres onto an on-line website, and get a ranking (whatever that is).

What's important to me is that I can sit behind his knees, and get a special tummy rub and chin scritch.  It's our special time together.  Just him and me.

And HER sometimes, but not very often, because she mostly walks on the treadmill these days.  Something to do with sore knees.

Anyway, what with one thing and another, it's been a pretty miserable week this week. 

Next week will be better, I just know it will.