It's happening again. 'Them Indoors' are having a funny five minutes. They've started putting coloured lights up and carting trees indoors. It's occurred before, on an infrequent but regular basis, so I'm not too worried. When I was a young dog, I was hopeful that installing a tree in the house meant the provision of an inside loo - what else are trees good for - but I was soon disabused of that fantasy. A pity really, it would have saved on those trips outdoors late at night, necessary, but a bit chilly at this time of year.
'Her Indoors' has bought me a new coat; red with a white fur trim. It seems to attract quite a bit of attention when I'm out and about, particularly from children, which is nice. I bumped into that Golden Retriever from up the road the other morning when I was wearing it, and I swear he grimaced. I can't say as I'm bothered. He's got long blond hair in wavy lengths so who can take him seriously anyway.