Magic Grinning Rabbit.

I think I posted this before but in different colours.
With Autumn at the other end of the road I am starting to feel the creative stuff revving up. My brain doesn't like over 30 celsius which it has been for a couple of months.

Little old Arthur has suddenly decided he really is old and little. It is sad that the fastest dog in the west now needs glucosamine (just like me) and can't walk properly at the moment. He is spitting out his new dried dog food which costs a million pounds a kilo. Pooh poohing the glucasomine supplements which are supposed to taste like chicken.

Holly who belongs to Alice who used to be Frank, is staying for a week. Alice, on a whim, is driving up to Asturias to find a boat somewhere which her daughter is on... to join in a sailing expedition.
The last time I tried to drag eight stone Holly for a walk she sat down in the middle of the road and I couldn't budge her. Two hours to go and I will be doing a repeat performance if you need entertaining.

I am going to eat a big plate of meat tonight because I have been eating far too healthily for a week and I have ordered a Turkish spindle starter kit. Why do I do this? I've only just begun knitting a blanket... and I really wanted to knit a pair of socks not a massive "throw" as they call it or "Afghan" as the websites call them.