Smelling a rat

Bailey definitely got a whiff of the local, unwanted, four-legged, long tailed creature first thing this morning. He's also spent much of the evening out in the garden, generally sniffing the air and pointing in the opposite direction to the camera. 

In between I have done Wednesday. Lessons taught (in a sweltering classroom), meetings attended and phone calls made. I've got some free time tomorrow which should hopefully see serval things ticked off the list. That's the plan anyway.