I had an uneventful drive down to Ziggi and arrived in the early afternoon. Her sister was here, having been to stay overnight. We had met at Zig’s birthday party earlier this month. Not long after she left, another friend called in to say hello and this evening, Zig’s elder daughter phoned from Australia. So it’s been sociable. And tomorrow, Mig is going to call in to see us.
I’m in Zig’s spare bed now, along with Eva the cat and Bertie the dog. Another cat, that I think is Gary, is at the top of the stairs and Indi is somewhere in the room too. It’s all very comfortable. Tomorrow morning, we need to do some pony wrangling as the farmer is going to cut the hedge in their field so they need to be penned first. We’re taking out another friend’s dog as she will be out all day. Zig and I talk in a wistful sort of way about her coming to live with me with all her animals. There’s plenty of room. I say that she would have to live in the house with me, as Roses is in the annexe and she’s fine with that. There’s plenty of room for the horses and I could turn the black cowshed into a stable.
Oh well. It’s nice to think about.