Hello Biskit

By no means a good photo, to much reflection, but it was/is just a link to a very short video clip of the welcome I get from Biskit when I pick him up in the morning.
 
I should have videoed the ‘attack’ I get when I go in through the door as well, but it didn’t occur until it was too late.
 
Photo and video quality seriously lacking, but at least it’s fun.
 
I’m told that I get a similar welcome when I return after going to the shop without him, and his mum (our daughter Pam) certainly gets it if he spots her from our windowsill when she picks him up.
 
 
 
Soup and sandies for lunch.  The first soup I’ve made since very early in the year.