Title says it all, really: today was the first day Tigger and Dinah were allowed outside since spring has landed. Dad was going to rehang the washing-line, and he let them into the garden, with me to watch them, as he was doing so.
Oh, what fun they had, frolicking and running around and trying to eat the ivy spilling over from the neighbour’s yard. And then they had to go inside again. I’m betting Dinah is lying on my bed, washing the dirt out of her fur. What better place to leave that than in someone else’s bed? 😉