It was one of those days here in the capital city. It rained, the sun came out, clouds came over, a bit more rain, cool then hot and now humid as me and mum put our tootsies up to watch the tele. Mum and I slept in, then she did some gardening and then went for a walk into town to meet a bestie. They had average pizza from a proper pizzeria for dinner and then went and saw The Secret Life of Walter Mitty, which was sweet and life affirming, and mum didn't find old Ben Stiller as annoying as she normally does.
She stopped off at the supermarket to stock up on fruit and veg for the coming days as well as a supply of cat biscuits for me. It was 9pm as she strolled up the street to our little house, the neighbours were in the garden weeding at that late hour. So after feeding me my feast, mum is now going to serve up some yoghurt and fresh strawberries and watch the news.