Turning her nose up

A busy day so another blippet blip - this time her well practiced snout yoga routine in the morning sunshine.

I between some furious preparation work for the week ahead there was a new lawnmower purchased and a quick clear out of the old wendy house to store it in - which unearthed about thirteen footballs, six shuttlecocks, eight racquets, three folding chairs with signs of mice nibbling and a host of small broken plastic things that the kids used to love playing with/chewing on/ carrying around the garden in a small trolley. The whippet and the twins decided to help by booting and chasing all the balls around the garden before having a mad half hour on the trampoline. Anyhow, it's all put away again now, burgers have been munched and it's time to get Joe to his football training.

And Maggie died. Which put paid to my theory that she was either a member of the zombie undead or an alien.