Restored

Is restored to the rudest of rude health. No lumps, not wobbly, and distinctly hungry. At the moment I could almost reverse My opinion of the vet. Almost but not quite.

Called to see TB yesterday. Was an overjoyed geriatric beagle, all wag and wuff. Took Myself out on the allotment to view the latest rat diggings. Might be worth further investigation later.

The rats in the old wash house are completely defunct. She was so pleased with Him - until She discovered He had put down the poison in an Arts & Crafts hand hammered pewter pot that used to belong to Her Grandmother.