Practise Makes Perfect

After work I popped over to have a chat with Bella. She had other ideas.

She decided that my hair was a mess and needed a good brush and a spray with some fake apple smelling stuff.

Who am I do disagree?

She then decided that I needed my wrist tied with a piece of string. I was then led through the house in the style of Ruauridh The Wonder Dog, eventually ending up tied to a chair so I didn't get lost.

Which was fair enough, as I am inclined to wander off.

We then decided that as snow is forecast we had to practise doing a snow angel on the carpet, in the new snowsuit, just to make sure we know what to expect.


Life gets so complicated.