A quiet day between two busy ones

As I suspected, yesterday was really quite hectic, what with Elanor dropping Sally off with us before going to see a panto with her dog training colleagues, and Graeme, Cathy and the menaces grandsons arriving at the same time. So for a while we had the boat heaving with dog and kids and grown ups.

It all settled down eventually, and after lunch we took Sal for a run in one of the running about fields. Her paw is healing slowly but steadily; swabbing it with Hibiscrub after being out produces no bleeding, though the wound still looks a bit damp. Hopefully it will all heal up over Christmas, ready for the new season's training and events.

Once the Lincoln party had left, I roasted the forerib of beef joint we got from the butcher on Friday. It turned out to be massive, so we'll have plenty of cold meat in the run up to Christmas.

Sally was very quiet overnight until about half four, when she started pacing and whining. This usually means that she's getting cold sleeping alone on the saloon floor (she says) but in fact I suspect it's more loneliness. We let her through to join us on the bed, and she graciously agreed to let the humans have fair shares, that is, half the bed for her and half for us.

I managed to get snuggled down with my back against hers and most of me still under the duvet, and was just nicely dozing off again when she started having the most active and prolonged dream; rabbits were clearly involved, as there was much sotto voce woofing, and all four legs were twitching away.

All of this transmitted itself to me of course.

So we've been taking it easy today. It was seriously cold this morning, with the lake frozen right across, but the forecast thaw has arrived, and it's now much easier walking underfoot. Sheila's been catching up on the washing, and I've been doing various bits and bobs.

Tomorrow, I'm supporting Elanor whilst she has some day case treatment, so no blog until Wednesday.