Butter wouldn't melt...

I think today has been the coldest and wettest day since I got Benedict approximately 6 months ago. It's been a bit like entertaining a small fur child.

He's done a bit of in and out the cat door, but mostly it's been inside suffering from cabin fever. Here he's finally collapsed in a little heap on the sofa, tucked in against me as I read a book.

I could have made today frenetic but I kept it slow and gentle. I know, it doesn't happen often but sometimes it's good to slow down.

Today is a year since I resigned from my previous job at the university to take up my current job. How fortunate I am to have a job I enjoy.