Master Thief

After Rani stole my yarn once too often, I thought it would be secure inside a bag that I had closed with a knot. 

But Rani knew the bag. And this time she stole the entire bag, took it upstairs and ripped it open to get at the yarn.

She was so happy, just I couldn’t be angry with her.

Apart from this bit of fun, it was a busy day. 
I worked for two hours, went grocery shopping for my mother, drove to the garage to get the car’s winter wheels changed for the summer ones, helped my mother’s carer to sort out some clothes to make space in a wardrobe, and tackled a new and very annoying pile of paperwork. 

It’s also a day with horrible weather, with gales and occasional rain. Less wind and more rain would be very welcome!