Superb night of sleep, I think I’m managing my drugs much better. It was almost six when I woke up!
Curvebeak greeted me from the neighbour’s roof the other day. Very strange to be recognized by a crow.
Of course they bloody well recognize me. The hazelnuts turn out to be contaminated with something I’m allergic to, so I’m feeding them to them a handful at a time and snork snork snork down they go. This being the season when they’re bringing off young ready access to quality food close to the nest is going to be a big deal.
Buster is not happy that I’m feeding crows, but he’d still rather train than sit on the deck with his tail switching, waiting for them.
Timmy Ho’s coffee in mah belleh, I should feel shame but all I really feel is a strong urge to write a scene I’ve been putting off for about three weeks.
TIME TO GO DANCING
