Another weekend come and gone

They go fast don't they? Too fast. It's been warm, no painting being done, except for Mike on the scaffold finishing the posts under the verandah. Wish I took a before photo under the verandah, they were bright yellow chipped and flakey paint. Now they are sleek and cream. I also bought a new porch light so we're going from an overhead globe with no shade, yes, just the bare globe, to a lovely cream coach light. Photos will be forthcoming once we tee the electrician up!

Molly is coping ... just! Well, actually she's been really good, but she still has a little freak out when she's drinking her water or eating her food when the edge of the bucket scrapes against the ground. We've actually cleared a big path from furniture in the loungeroom now, because she spooks herself when she forgets to give her head a wide berth, and then does a runner.

Her eyelid looks a bit scabby but I think that's normal. I hope so anyway. And Lucky has still been absolutely brilliant with her. He's laying by my feet right now looking up at me. What a face.

So you figured I would have to scrap a photo of poor ol' bucket head didn't you. That sad sad face, I couldn't help it, had to be scrapped.

Credits here.