A tragic scene at Mary's this morning as a pit bull sat RIGHT THERE while his human ate a whole sandwich and did not share. There was crying. Whining. A quiet bark. Cold hearted human ignored the poor dog, who has never had a single bite of food in his whole entire life actually. Pooch last seen under the table on his belly, presumably starved to death.

Bath time for the chooks. They've also had a sun bathe and a graze. Pro tip, make sure your chook has shaken out the dust from her bath *before* you pick her up. Millie has blessed me with much grit. Beans still stand offish, but did eat some delicious mashed pumpkin off my fingers.

Good Morning Tiny Dancers. I have extracted myself from under a very snuggly dog and am setting up for work. Woooooo work WHOOOOO

A spot of silly (and scrappy) sewing. There's an A4 sketch book inside this cloth cover, which will be a scratch book. I don't know if "scratch book" is a known term or if I've made it up - somewhere between a scrap book and a sketch book. #sewing #faffingAbout

Just went out to do the chest rub routine on the chooks as they roost and I got an actual purr out of Beans. I'm getting there!

Was out with the chooks when the choughs turned up for their evening bath. The second photo is what happens when screeching cockatoos fly over.

Watched a mum of two kids this morning at the cafe, settling baby into the pusher while keeping an eye on an energetic toddler. Juggling getting the socks on bub while trying to keep said toddler from just plain running off. Putting a helmet on the toddler for his bike while also putting a blanket on the baby in the pusher. Rounding up said toddler twice to get him on his bike thing. Left the cafe pushing the pusher with one hand and keeping the other on the back of the bike. Their dad was also there, but he had his phone to look at so...

Good Morning Tiny Dancers. My mouse has gone rogue and is doing a lot of clicks I did not ask for. Perhaps I should have bought it something for Christmas. Little hat?

Sometimes you manage to pick the perfect gift for someone.

I am reminded of a moment from many years ago at Subway. Mum loved a Subway so we were in there getting lunch. One of the lasses working in there was just stunning, and a sweetheart as well. Aged about 20 She was, of course, being heavily sleazed on by a male customer. Heavily sleazed on. He'd easily be in his 60s. Her: "Which salads?" Him: "You are the goddess, you must choose my salads and i will choose your wedding dress" Without a pause, she loaded two handfuls of jalapenos into the sandwich, rolled it up and charged him full price, with a smile.