Biskit at half past midnight.

This is what greeted Mrs W when she came up to bed last night.  That’s me on the other side.  I just have to be careful if I half wake up and decide to give his tummy a rub.
 
I all honesty he had heard Mrs W and was asking her for a tummy rub.
 
Biskit’s idea of bedtime is when it gets dark.  We have to wake him up for dinner, and again to go to bed which is usually an hour or so before Mrs W.
 
 
Another day helping the neighbourhood with computer/internet things and Biskit walking.  The weather has been beautiful after a damp chilly start.