Rather a Lot To Be Done

TB and OLAHF were beside themselves with joy at My return. TB wagged its tail so hard its whole body trembled and little bits of drool splattered from its mouth - Myself took a step backwards, just in case - and OLAHF celebrated by running around the garden at the topmost speed its hairy legs could achieve. (Shame about the gladioli. But they will look very pretty in a vase.)

Was conducted on a Grand Tour of the locality. Not much has changed apart from many many exuberant weeds which They will Not Be Happy About. Our chickens' pen has not been moved for a while and consequently there are several Interesting Diggings which Myself will investigate later on. The blue tits have grown exceedingly cheeky - Didn't even pause in their destruction of a fat ball on the laburnum bush as Myself walked past - and the robin has Quite Forgotten its place in the scheme of things. (Chuttered and scolded at Me. In My own garden. How rude.) Seems as though there is rather a lot to be done.

Paused by the back of YP's garden fence. We all 3 could hear extremely Odd Sounds emanating from within. Marked them down as Something Else To Be Checked Out Later.

Breakfast included jelly. Very nice indeed.