Very satisfying: loads of people have recommended, liked and responded positively to my comment re. an article on Esther Rantzen in the Times. You'd think we were living in the 1960s with no awareness of gender inequality at all. Written by a woman too. I reproved her soundly, and a lot of people agreed with me.
Otherwise today has been taken up with cutting the hedge all along the side of the garden, to halfway up the drive, before the hedgecutter gave up the ghost. I probably exhausted it. If it's not working tomorrow I'll get another one. I wish I could photograph the result including the mounds of hedging and brambles lying on the ground, but, wouldn't you know, the camera battery has also given up the ghost after 10 years of being used and charged, so I've ordered another one. No more pics for a while. Anyway, I had to negotiate with the dog for the time to do this: it was a long strip of rawhide for the first half hour, then into the kitchen with an ice cube for the second half hour. She wasn't impressed, but given that I'm Top Dog, she didn't get to choose. Ha!
Another, larger, cage has arrived today. Sasha thought the colourful box was the enemy and barked her head off at it. But the new one gives her lots of room to manoeuvre in the night, and the smaller one will live in the car. Hell, I'm really trying here, but it's not all a piece of cake! After a year on my own having company all the time is a bit trying sometimes. I can't just go and do what I want to do when I want to, but I'm working hard to get used to this. A couple of lovely walks today helped, though the crazy behaviour re-emerged this afternoon when I sat down briefly on the edge of a field. She'd had water, but racing around makes her so excited, and maybe I let her run free for too long. I keep forgetting I have to make all the decisions for her and me. It's a long, long time since I was mummmmmieeeeeeeeeeee!!!
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