1. Flicking stiff paintbrushes to loosen the bristles.
2. We go out to Coopers for lunch. Possibly remember the times she’d been given treats there (or just because it’s NotTheCar), Lily pulls us across the road and strains on her lead, dragging us inside. (It’s behaviour she only usually exhibits when we’re visiting a house she knows well.)
2b. We watch a pack of dogs – four springers and a black lab, the two very best types of dog – run around, playing together and chasing a ball. Five long waggy tails, sixteen muddy paws.
3. Just as we turn out the lights, Strange jumps onto the bed. She’s slightly damp from her outside adventures and demands to be dried with strokes. Then she settles into the warm crevice between us, purring loudly.
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