The Night Of The 8th.
Cyril kept barking at people passing by outside late last night, he just could not settle and kept running into the front room.
Richie decided that Cyril needed to pee, so got out of bed at 02.00 to take the dogs to the dog toilet.
A very relaxed Cyril returned and was almost instantly asleep as soon as he curled up next to Richie on the bed.
After that it was peaceful and we all fell asleep, woke up too early for my liking after such a late night as we had.
This afternoon we had a very pleasant visit from Michelle, my now ex advisor from the local council.
She wanted to come by to see the wheelchair table and most importantly to say goodbye, after 4 years.
Be strange not to see her anymore, but nice to see her today, especially, as she looked so happy and well.
She showed me photos on her phone of her new dog and her wedding photos and when I said she looked good, she told me she was 3 months pregnant.
Glad she told me, lovely to part on such good terms today, I will send her a thank you email.