Poor Squiddooo. Her best mate at the park, a neat and dainty black kelpie, is moving house and thus leaving the park. Squid always greets her, and only her, in exactly the same way - momentary pause from afar, then runrunrunrunWHAM, jumps on her. Very cute. The pack of pups (4) who meet every morning in the park and their associated humans (6) had dinner at my house last night to farewell said kelpie. It was somewhat mad with four dogs hurtling around but not much got broken.

So I ate too much and drank too much and slept too little and am feeling decidedly low-energy. Someone pass them there matches for propping open eyelidszzzzzz.