Caught out

This is Bailey's version of helping: making himself comfortable on the stripped bedding. I wasn't popular this morning either when he determined what time we were getting up; it was a bit earlier than I would have chosen. Once we were both up, there was a walk and then lots of jobs. The washing went on the line for the first time this year. It didn't dry completely but it was nice to be able to get it outside. General sorting, bathroom cleaning and hoovering was also done. And a supermarket trip for Bailey supplies this afternoon before his second walk. A bit of telly watching for me and snoring for Bailey has ended our Saturday.