See the horses out in the fields at the farm when I arrive for my Spin class this morning:
Work hard at Spin. Here is graph:
Then walk Gandalf. It is cold but sunny. There have been storms and trees are down in the woods.
Another dog attacked Gandalf last week and he had to have stitches on his leg: poor angel. He is on antibiotics and I’m instructed to keep him clear of stagnant water as it’s an infection risk. How dare anyone attack my darling boy. He seems cheerful: brings me his stick when I arrive and wags his tail. He’s a brave boy. Here we are:
Have lunch with Dad and then settle down for my sleep. Glancing out of my window, I see the pheasant. Here he is:
Have just booked tickets to see the new film of Journey’s End with my chum on Tuesday at 6.10pm at my favourite cinema. Am excited. There’s a five star review in The Times today.
Have to see Breast Surgeon at 5.30pm for the first time in ages so must have a bath.
Happy Friday everyone!
*2011. By Guy Kennaway. “Life was always difficult for Banger Peyton-Crumbe, an antiquated misanthropic blood-sport obsessive, but it gets considerably worse when he is killed in a shooting incident and returns to Earth as a pheasant. Banger’s Family think his death was an accident, but his gun dogs, who witnessed their master’s demise, know it to be murder.” – GoodReads.