This morning we collected Chico from the local kennels where he's spent the weekend. I always shower him as soon as he comes home to get rid of the smell of the kennel and just in case he's picked up any fleas. Unlike Charlie who absolutely loved baths and showers, Chico hates them and had to be bribed with sweeties. He then curled up in front of the fire and caught up on lost sleep.
I've spent the day catching up on the washing, making the most of being plugged into the electric. It's also been bread-making day and this afternoon when we came back from Chico's walk, the boat was lovely and cosy with the fire ticking away slowly and smelled of fresh bread.