I was just about to go for a walkies this morning in the garden when it started to rain. Lynettea took me out yesterday in the sunshine and I felt better about the halter and walking around. I was more confident. We stood on the porch and I let one of her neighbours admire my pretty furs and tell Lynettea how attractive I look in my blue halter. Lynettea doesn't have a photo of it, as she can't take a photo and look after me at the same time. I chased after some of the golden quince leaves and some other leaves which had blown in from the street.
Today it is raining and I don't want to get my furs soaking wet, so I am resting on my little snuggly rug on the bed, looking very sweet. At least Lynettea says I look sweet.
As for photos, they are still all in the camera.
I know it is Lynettea's job to get them out ... but she is not reliable.