Autumn

Lindsay stripped the tomato plants, found a few sad leftover spring onions and rescued the last of the courgettes. The carrots got nobbled this year by carrot fly despite her defences (which meant you had to mountaineer over fleece 'fences' to get anywhere near them - not much chance of a sly theft by yours truly then...) Most of this lot went into chutney, I think, though an escapee rolled onto the ground. I didn't want it much but I wasn't going to let Midge know that.

She was too busy posing in her new collar. She outgrew her baby collar and then managed to break my 'spare' one - so whaddyaknow, she only got bought a purple one with white paw prints on it. Favouritism, methinks. L's been swanning about on committees and painting bits of the cottage but Hugh has been looking after us - particulary good walks in the mornings lately when we can really appreciate autumn sniffs and smells. Oh, and hen house cleaning and that sort of thing - mmmm, such rich sniffs....

We did have a mini nighttime safari too, when ALL of us piled in the front of the Land Rover. To be honest, it's time they realised it's pointless letting Midge use up valuable space there as all she does is curl up and go to sleep. That was fine when she was a titch and fitted on L's knee but she's leggy now and spreads herself onto the centre seat which is strictly MY territory. Anyway, as a result of her somnulent habits she missed two separate sightings of badgers, a barn owl and wee moosie that night and we were only out for twenty minutes.