Sweet

John was about to take the log basket out for a refill only to find little (now big) girl lying there immediately joined by recent arrival Jack, that’s his front leg around her neck.

An hour later she’s just jumped out. Jack loves little girl, we think it’s a mum substitute, she’s fairly tolerant with him and he takes what he can get. He’s an endearing little character and likes to sit close to me, to-date not on me.

Another dry day, dull, some wind and cold.