M’sister went off last night to the Horse of the Year Show, so Willis has come to stay with us. I picked him up yesterday afternoon, and m’sister waved us off with a list of instructions and a woebegone expression. “Now I know what it’s like to send your baby to school,” she said.

I thought Sparky would be ecstatic to have her best buddy to stay, but she mainly slinks around looking petulant. Admittedly, Willis is one giddy kipper, and wants to play night and day, so Sparks has taken to wriggling under m’husband’s recliner so Willis can’t reach her.