nest building

or collecting firewood - I'm not sure what the drive was behind Angel's decision to pick up a stick longer than herself. It was her ten o'clock - last thing - walk and throwing it down with snow. We were on our way back home when she found the stick, after a few attempts found the balancing pont and set off at a brisk trot homewards. I'd got my phone and so here she is. I had to wait for her to go under the street lights and I know it is not good quality - not helped by the way that I got the giggles at Angel - at speed her gait is a cross between a toddler and a fur swathed 50s film star in high heels - but it was the best moment to remember of the day. When she got it home, she left the stick carefully in the veg border and has had a couple of goes (this is back blipped on Sunday) at it since breaking it up. I still don't know what the attraction is.