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A lovely day, yesterday, with lil_shepherd and inamac, who came up for the day. We took Dracopup for a long walk across Coldham's Common, and he chased his ball and found new smells and bounced. Then we took him to the Cambridge Blue, he had water and treats and made lots of new friends while we ate and drank some excellent beer, then on into the Old Cemetery, where Draco met even more new doggy friends and played bounce and chase and more bounce. And then back, by which time the humans were tired and needed cake, and Draco was still bouncing.
If we could bottle that bounce, we'd have no energy crisis.
The cats were not impressed. Everywhere the dog had been had to be very closely inspected. Horus refused to let me out of his sight for at least three hours after everyone left, presumably in case I was hiding Draco somewhere.
No writing, because it was a day for Fun and Hanging Out, which are goodnesses. Skirt was blue wedgewood.

And today back to writing and scheduled laundry. ANd extra laundry (one duvet -- thank you, Ish).

New words today: 1055 new words.
First new line 'Owain's conscience twinged.'
The king is suspicious and the abbot is behaving very oddly. Google Earth is proving very useful, though I am probably Making Assumptions about where certain things used to be, mainly for my own convenience.

Skirt of the day: panelled teal