My sister is having her house redecorated next week, so she’s staying with me. Originally, the intention had been for it to be done half at a time, but it’ll be more efficient to go straight through. The cat is, frankly, puzzled. She spends a good deal of time herding us, especially to bring Wink through here, but usually one of us wanders off after a few minutes. Her thought bubble is “it’s like herding cats!” – but now, she’s not sure if she likes all this togetherness. This evening, she lay carefully halfway between us. She has no one to grumble to. Getting what you wish for isn’t an unalloyed blessing.

I was involved in a longish Zoom meeting on Friday, with a group i’m new to and I seem to have made sensible comments. I must remember to keep my head below the parapet in future.

Great news is that Weeza and co are going on holiday in August and have asked me to look after their little dog. Izzy is so small that a run for her is at my walking pace, so that’s no hardship. ECat will not be happy, but I hope that the time will bring them to amity. I need to talk to Ro about when, if it’s happening, he’d like to go to Pembrokeshire. Then, we’re likely to have only three or four options for the blog party, so I’ll come back on that. Assuming people would like a blog party, but then I would, so I’m going to take it that I’ve got enough friends who would too. And maybe some newcomers – the number of friends who have met here for the first time and kept in touch is always a pleasure to me.

The chicken run is rather a quagmire, in places. I’ve put down straw so that I can get to their water dish without sinking in the mud. They are perfectly happy and enjoying life.