Curled Up All Small

Didn't go to comfort TB after all - It came to me. All sorrowful and droopy. Not waggy as usual. So I lay down under the cherry tree with it and it curled up as small as it could next to me. Its young man came in and collected it at tea-time. He sat down too for a while and scratched both our necks. Think he was in disgrace as well.

The blackbirds are building a nest in the juniper bush. Vicious birds and vicious bush. Don't think I'll bother with trying to get to know the babies when they hatch. Not fond of that sort of unpleasantness.