Tuesday. Raining so no walkies this morning. Yiggy and foxy came in as usual last night. However, I was sitting watching Countdown yesterday and foxy was trotting along the footpath the other side of the green, bold as brass in broad daylight. He's not frightened of his own shadow now! He's looking a lot better but still a little underweight, but he is still growing. It's good to seed he is getting on OK, but I hope he doesn't get too cocky, this is obnoxious hunting territory.
Not yet, minty, she hasn't emerged yet......the room is like a bomb has gone off - she keeps shifting clothes around but, I'm afraid, that's like the proverbial deckchairs on the Titanic.