Disconcerted

This is Bailey’s ‘what was that?’ look. It was a daddy long legs that had got into the house because he was out in the garden whilst I worked my way through a pile of books this evening. He didn’t catch it but he spent a minute or so trying.

Jobs still to be done when I got home was a sign of a day with little pause. Still covering for other people but at least it wasn’t wet for my duty day like last Tuesday.