Routine

Today was one of those days (of which there are quite a few) when I  took my morning cuppa back to bed, and enjoyed the bestest, furriest, purriest of cuddles. Such a lovely way to start the day. Harry's purr makes my rib cage rattle. 

And what a lovely day weather wise it was too. Rufus and I were out and about in the park for an hour an a half, greeting other woofers, playing catch and, for about twenty minutes, just sitting in the warm sun watching the world go by - though I think Rufus was hoping it might be a squirrel.  

Bro came for dinner - and now art nearly 9pm I'm going to take Rufus out for ten minutes and then settle down with some TV and embroidery till it be morrow, and that'll be another day done and dusted.