You're my heart, you're my soul

Call it emergency blipping or plainly looking lovingly at the dog of my heart.

People on the train commented today what a fantastic dog she is, and indeed, these days, she is such a very good girl and her "little shit" factor is very low.

The other emergency blip option would have been Willow. We didn't do any exercise, just cuddling and cleaning off all that excess hair, plus I jumped on him to sit for a while in the wrong position, staring over his bum into the rainy darkness. He seemed to think this is a pretty normal situation. 
(I had a long working day before that).