Dougal

I spent some time this morning cutting the grass at the front of the house and pruning some of the wisteria, which was taking over the northern end of the balcony.
 
As those of you that have been around on blip for a while, you may remember, ten years ago today I ran over Dougal. Fortunately, the fantastic people at Dick White Referrals and in particular Giunio was able to cement his back together again; it was broken in three places.
 
So today’s picture is of Dougal who, at the age of fifteen is not so keen on going outside unless it is sunny and warm. It is fine, but damp today, so he is laying on one of my jackets, covering it with his moulting fur.
 
The temperature at noon today will be twenty-one degrees Celsius.