I am writing more than usual. The storm has made me think about our precarious place in the world.
I wonder if humans appreciate the privilege of serving us?
Sometimes Lynettea appears quite ungrateful.
After she had her hairs cut and came home, she told me she would get my cat food, as it was fine. My special dental crispies have to be ordered by the Pet Assistance Staff at my Vet and she has to walk a long way to get them.
Off she went with her shopping trolley and after a while came back with her raincoat all wet. What a performance! I had crouched on the only warm place outside, the hot water service, and could only stare at her.
I pointed out that the rain had only just started to come down really heavily, so she had been fortunate. You can see me looking up at the noise of rain pelting down on the roof.
