Through the kitchen window

After not a lot of sleep last night, I mooched around a bit this morning.

While I was washing up, I spied a whole heap of sheep outside the kitchen window, taking advantage of the grass around the house.

Cousteau had a chance to chase them away (well, he went out to say 'hello' and they all ran away) before I dropped him off at his grandparents' for the weekend.

Mr Barking and I are off on a pilgrimage - the one we met on this time last year. We're driving the lead car this year and have made a bed in the back. I'll be sure to blip it; it's quite impressive!

Bye for now.

~Mr & Mrs Barking~