Pooches, when my manservant awoke this morning he told Starlight and me that it was his intention not to leave our den today. That is a rare occurrence, pooches, but he clearly meant it. The regular walk/run was ignored and, instead, he withdrew a weighty tome for his academic pursuit and remained on the Davenport or in our library all day. The only exception made was for lunch. A hastily prepared fried egg on avocado and rye toast was carried to the picnic bench and enjoyed by all.
Perhaps we’ll return to our routine tomorrow.