Logging On

Roxy coming in for his nightly feed logging on to a tree trunk.

My days are not my own. I seem to be in a parallel universe to normal people. I think I have things sorted but actually not and I cannot tell you how very frustrating it is. My parents doctors surgery needs to get a grip because I am losing it!

Sorted out a three course turkey lunch from the local Italian dad and mum frequent for their Christmas lunch on Saturday.