Elvis is in the building!

We drove down from St Malo in thick fog, all the way to our front door! After a cup of tea and unpacking the car, Mr F went to pick Elvis up from kennels.
Elvis is exhausted after sharing his kennel with a boxer dog called Madeleine, so after his dinner he got into his bed and is snoring through the evening!
Mr F is trying to shake off a cough and we're happy to stay home in our pj's with a glass of Champagne, so we're not going to our friend's party this evening.
Happy New Year to all my blip pals!