Not Going Out and a Beagle

Is not going out at all today. Shall sit on conservatory window sill. Like a nightmare in the garden it is - there are Freds and Fredlets all over the place. Under the roses, in the shrubs, drinking from my pond, trying to get to the grapes in the greenhouse, leaping out at me from everywhere, and guzzling the food up on the bird table. 'Tis totally uninhabitable outside. When He went to feed the chickens His feet were surrounded by little flappy things and He had great difficulty in walking.

New neighbours have an old beagle dog. Don't think it's very clever. Didn't even notice Myself watching it from 4 feet away. There will be Trouble though if it eats my grass. I have saved that patch specially for when She deserves a big furball.