I may have thought that having a lazy day in bed was a good idea, but it didn’t last. Hibernating isn’t really my thing. It might have been cold outside but I have to get up because there’s always so much to do.
I had to warn Boris, again, about coming into the garden. I said it was very nice to see him but, Misha is a skillful and scary hunter, even if she is smaller than he is. All the rodents within a 20-mile radius are terrified of her. Ollie doesn’t present much of a threat to anybody though.
But Boris never listens, so I suppose it is must be true … what they say about a bird’s brain, Boris’s anyway, he has a very short memory.
It was cold today, but it is sunny. So I put on my racing jacket and headed for the beach. There’s no better way to warm up than having a good gallop on the beach.
0-60 in 5 seconds, that’s me. Nobody can keep up with me and I certainly gave those seagulls a run for their money!