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I stirred the porridge carefully as I know very well the porridge Gods cause it to burn if I leave it unattended for just a second. The taste of cum in my mouth mixing oddly with the smell from the pan in a not very pleasant way.
Bracken needed fuss, his cold nose pushing against my legs, bottom and mons to make the task even more hazardous. Luckily he was not trying to lick my bare feet that he particularly likes.
I took the food to Master with a mug of coffee. I attended him while he ate and got ready, setting off for work. It is now getting cold as I stand on the drive as he heads off.
I play recall games with Bracken, sit, down, wait and place treats on his paw, which he can't eat until I tell him. I will put on some clothing, which Sir has left for me, and drive to the forest for a walk later.
I get a message from Master saying that Sir Alan (not Sugar) is passing nearby and will be joining us for Sunday dinner. I made a note to get some beef. I always get anxious when I have to serve others and I hope I will not no anything wrong for Master and His guest.
The sun is breaking through, meaning I will feel happier than yesterday, funny how a bit of sunshine can change our moods so much.
A bit of sunshine from this week and a comma butterfly came to visit me in the garden while I was phoning Sir. It sat still long enough for me to take a shot.
A memory from summer talking of ponds and giant monster that inhabit them. A walk with Master, Sir Paul and Bracken. A hot day, Bracken loved the pond and the Sirs instructed me to get in with him. I got wet and dirty but it amused the gentlemen and it was a lovely hot day so it was lovely. If it is wet we can sometimes drive the rowing boat down to it and have a picnic on the pond.
Loved the insights, loved the butterfly......and really, absolutely and totally loved those mighty pretty legs

