Nothing much to say today. Just the usual really.

Here is breakfast for those that have breakfast (Haakon and Iacs, plus Vitamin) and, of course, Pepper comes too. Her job is to clear up.

Pepper selflessly stuffs herself with anything that drops. I tell myself it is roughage.  The cozzie is at half-mast so she can pee if she wants but she ain’t getting at those stitches.

I enjoy the peace while the horses have their breakfast. While they eat, I get to do my Wordle and then send my scores to Floss and my sister – we have a long-standing competition going.  The boys munch and then frisk me for their carrot. They know I have one.

Tomorrow we see the nurse for Pepper’s post-op check up.  The top part of her scar is weeping a little so I have put a dressing on it.

So a quiet Sunday, really, doing what we always do. I’m fine with that.