He heavels quite deeply and eases to sleep

It was warm enough to go outside without a coat today, so I took old 3-legged Jack outside for a sniff around. Oh dear goodness he loved it! I sat in the grass and kept an eye on him while he hobbled from bush to bush, whiffing the cat news, chewing the odd strand of grass, selecting just the right spot, raising high his plume of a tail, and "tagging" the side of the house. Then he found a good spot in the shade where he could feel sheltered, but still see around himself, settled and settled, sniffed and blinked, then, as a friend wrote in some poetry, "He heavels quite deeply and eases to sleep."

Today has been way fun. My knitting friends will be arriving tomorrow so I have been setting table and arranging flowers and dressing the ouse. I do love doing this stuff!