Wee thing

Horray. Back to blipping.
Today I was supposed to be doing funding research and writing arts projects of a new and whizzy kind. So I did - a bit. And then it stopped raining and the SUN CAME OUT so out to plant willow klik klik klik help my friend to finish her new logshed - very pretty so klik klik klik then the logs kliketc and THEN this wee man (Donald) one day after his castration and bounding up to the fence to look lost and forlorn so blip - and off he went to bounce about happily till it's time to go for burgers. I would adopt him and save him from a fate of bolognaise if I could but . . . .