Charlie goes out and sits in the rain. When he is wet through he suddenly realised and comes in crying. We, as dutiful slaves, fetch a towel and gently dry him. Except for three o’clock this morning when he was ignored and left to sort himself out!
Do you remember that song
“How high’s the water Momma?
Six feet high and rising ...”
Small things that make you feel happy
Birmingham Meet-ups Thread 2 - 2026

All is well so far and he is able to wear it for longer in each of his daily three sessions. 



