Ian

As I stood in the kitchen testing different techniques for skinning soy beans, I looked out to see that Bobbins must have climbed her first step. It may not sound like much of an achievement, but with those short legs…

Bobbins has decided that Wilbur would make a fine mother.

Apparently the best crumpets that I’ve ever made, in no small part because they actually look like crumpets. Hopefully these will go some way to offsetting the fact that Kate’s rose cut ruby is en-route from India right now.

Queenie appears to have turned sleeping into a performance art. First I found her asleep with fluff hanging out her mouth and an hour or so later, she appeared to have fallen asleep while chewing a synthetic bone.

Of the 26 chilli seeds planted, the four that germinated are now out in the big wide world – well the back garden anyway. If they follow the example of the tomato plants, at least one of these will have…

I just noticed Queenie on Kate’s beanbag with her nose squished up. She normally looks quite serene when sleeping, but this rather ruins the look. In other news – the tomato plants are outside at last. I think I may…

By Wilbur’s standards, that’s a happy face. Oh the joy of having a poodle sat on you.

…where she stops, nobody knows. This isn’t her most impressive session of running around the table, but it does give an idea. At full tilt, her back legs slide out on the corners and yesterday she also had to contend…

Yesterday I moved most of the tomatoes out to one of the barns. This morning I discovered that rats or, possibly, mice enjoy tomato plants. They completely beheaded one plant and reduced another to a single leaf. Hopefully the latter…

Wilbur fears that he isn’t afforded the respect that he deserves. He and I both!