“It’s after 6:30. The day is half gone.”
But he’s in for a disappointment this morning, because instead of the usual long walkie we’re going straight to a neighbor’s house where he’ll spend hours tied up outside with a pan of water and whatever part of the scenery he wishes to enjoy.
Yeah, sorry about the blank spot there. I’ve been in a neighbor’s house doing actual work for once, and definitely not taking photos or writing descriptions. Nothing juicy or secret, just – you know – private. Us hermits are big on private.
Anyway. Plan to finish up this morning, so we really are leaving as soon as I post this but not for anything of which Tobie will particularly approve.