Riley and I have made it, finally, to the farm.
Many stories to come, but now, a taste: we arrived to be informed that a kingfisher was recuperating in a creel after being caught by the cat (Carlos, Death on Paws), the dogs had returned from their 3 day sojourn to our hay merchant and that I would be babysitting my nieces from 8am tomorrow morning.
Wish me luck.
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