Another week that seems to be flying by. We were concerned about Booty's eye, as even with the lampshade on her head, she was trying and succeeding in scratching the eye area. It was also looking a little weepy, although there was no visible sign of infection. Anyway, to the vet this morning for a check-up, and he concluded that her scratching had in fact led to a small lesion on the surface of the eye which now needs some eye drops and another visit next Monday to assess progress. Lampshade must also continue to be worn. Apart from that she is doing very well. Her appetite is fully restored and she is full of beans when we go out, this morning on the river Rhymney and across the rugby club.

More frustratingly, none of the rental properties we viewed on the weekend are available. We have placed "Wanted" ads in some local papers, which has led to a few phone calls, some quite bizarre. One man demanded to know if Andrew spoke Welsh - anyone who's met him will know that's like asking me to speak Serbo-Croat. Another lady called very late last night after Andrew was in bed and suggested a property some sixty miles from where Andrew will be working, on the basis she liked dogs too. Hmmm. Anyway, we viewed another bungalow yesterday afternoon which although decorated in the most hideous style is eminently suitable, so I think we'll be taking it. All you can hear is the sound of the nearby river. I won't say too much though as we thought we'd sorted something out on the weekend - when the paperwork is complete I'll say more.

Finally, a big thank you to everyone who's been sending their best wishes to Booty and has expressed their concern.