Hey peeps,

Yesterday I was dozing happily on the couch with my book, looking out the open patio windows at the green trees in the breeze and the blue sky and dinner was cooking and smelling lovely.
Yeah I understand why you live indoors, but I am reluctant to let go of my life on the streets, the thought of it fills me with grief.

I took the dog for a walk to get some milk from the shop, I left the dog outside with strict instructions not to run up any legal bills by biting people and to get herself stolen by someone kind, but she was still there when I got back.
On the way back, the dog slipped her collar and was generally naughty, but we got home ok.

I went to sleep and slept well.
Woke this morning briefly when my friend went to work and slept again until 9.
got up opened the doors, had a cuppa and dealt with the news.
Press articles and related comments.
Nothing to worry about, peeps.
I had a shower and various food and tea, and spoke to a friend who wants to meet up today, but my friend here is not dropping me back at sanctuary until 5pm.
My friend here is back from work and is working in the garden.
It is a sunny, breezy day.