Morning all!

That poor old Deerhound, she's 15 you know, that's 105 in dog years. No wonder she is a bit senile. It's such a shame, poor old dear. Surprising she can use the internet at all, it was not invented in her day.

My day always starts out with a quick visit to the garden, followed (promptly) by breakfast (My favorite).

So many bowls, shame mine is the smallest....


Hurry up and FEED ME NOW!


After breakfast I usually have a bit of a play (My favorite), but breakfast catches up with me very quickly and I have to have a snooze (My favorite).


The floor is a bit hard though, wonder if I can squeeze in here: