Bonnie found an old, battered football on the beach today. Washed up by the tide to be joyfully pounced on and shredded by my joyous hound…
Bonnie’s friend Mollie has come to our house for a weekend mini-break.
We have offered five star entertainment, three children to lick, cat watching and stunning views of chickens.
I hope she gives us a good review.
Bonnie is working hard as her concierge.
Happy New Year.
Bonnie’s New Year resolution of not eating bread in the park has not lasted long. I’m very disappointed.