Getting good at emptying the traps as long as the mice are ex mice and not just trapped mice. Dog seems a lot happier now that she has cost me more money; I've never had a dog that's had to visit the vet as often as this one. Find it strange that vets are so keen on glucosamine whereas my doctors say it's a complete waste of time. Had an interesting dog walk without the dog tonight. Met a chap on his way to the pub and somehow got chatting about beekeeping [as you do when you have a conversation with a complete stranger]. I mentioned that I hadn't seen many bees or wasps or butterflies this year and he said food had been scarce for them so he had to feed them. 'How d'you feed bees' says I. Well you feed them on sugar and water [must be the right consistency]. 'Don't they drown in it' I asked. 'No, special feeders' he said. Which made me think of those plastic bottles you have for guinea pigs with water in. But they're not like that and, annoyingly he either didn't tell me or he did and I forgot because I can't recall what the feeders are like [although I did say something about humming birds]. Anyway, I fell asleep during my favourite programme, Waldemar Januszczak's 'The Dark Ages; An Age of Light' so I've got to set the alarm so I can watch it at 2. I think I got as far as Attilla the Hun and woke up at the Visigoths. Thankfully it's my day off tomorrow. It would be better walking the dog without the dog if said dog greeted me with a 'hope you had a good walk, crimson; I've made you a cup of tea' when I get back. One can but hope....