Sometimes it feels like winning when the dog finally makes a poo. (Me all morning, this morning, in the yard: "Where are you hiding your poos?!")

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What makes life bearable at times:

1) the keeping of small animals (and sometimes small persons) nearby

2) the regular drinking of water

3) breakfast (for me, a croissant and an oat milk flat white served in a glass) in a friendly cafe, resident robin pecking at the crumbs at your feet

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