Merry Christmas, y'all!

OMGYOUGUYS. It's Christmas. I think we all know a blog isn't happening today but I wanted to check in to reassure you it's been perfect: there was a luscious hotel brekkie, followed by another round in the spa, and then a beautiful meal and celebration with Marie, Al's sister, in West Linton. We have been grazing and eating and grazing for basically the last ten hours. I am so full and it takes me half an hour to climb out of the couch but that's okay, because I need the workout.

I am going to sleep like a lamb tonight. I know this, because I'm nodding off just writing this.

Here is some proof of the loveliest of lovely feasts:

  

 That's right. I HAD MY OWN PHEASANT. Satsuma for scale. You can be jealous, because it was juicy and tasty and A WHOLE BIRB JUST FOR ME.

Later I got to snuggle with their kitty Neptune, who is touching me with a paw in this pic so I don't forget to give scritches and scratches. WE ARE BEST FRIENDS I LOVE HIM.

Now it's time for the sweet sleep that follows game-eating and game-playing and terrific chats. Much love to you all, and I hope you had a Happy Christmas!

Cheers,

Esssss