Bombing

8:30am and the wee-estWeir is asleep. This little guy is almost back to normal. Seems even more interested in food than ever. Which is not ideal for being twelve weeks young.

Anyway, today has been a fine day.

After a fairly standard bedtime on Hogmanay, I was up fairly sharp as this wee guy was not for going back to sleep. After a little playtime and some more milk he's off to sleep again. Octo photo-bombing. May just have to become a series. Just he and I as the weeWeir was still asleep.

The rest of the day was mighty fine. A dog walk in the morning sunlight, a good-length of cycle in the midday cloud and some family time for food and chat later.

Back to work tomorrow. Which will be fun.