This morning began with Fruitcake and Jess barking at the heiffers in the field next to our garden. They stood munching and chewing cud steadily, taking no notice of the ridiculous dogs whatsoever.
Jasmine and Sophie had come into our bed for their morning cuddle and the obligatory game of I-Spy.
Me: I spy with my little eye something beginning with W
peels of laughter
I spy with my lickle eye something ginnin with six
Sophie: no Jasmine, that's a number!