Teeny weeny smidgkin of a blog...
Thought the small font made my point, turns out, I can't actually read it...so lets forget that idea.
Today I did the sport relief mile...Crazy red socks and pyjama shorts were worn. All good fun.
And now I am tired.
Oh so tired.
And I'm feeling...odd...a strange mood has come over me...
The black dog never completely leaves me, but tonight he is barking so loudly and trying to escape from the lead I put him on...He's such a badly behaved hound and needs to listen to me, his mistress and commander...I just haven't got much strength tonight and that cheeky mutt knows it too. Curses.