Hat sang at 9.30pm last night, as it had become chilly. Spencer went to the door and shouted at him, as if telling him to shut up. After he was in the house, Spencer insisted of keeping him within sight, making Hat very nervous. I put Hat in the store room, and eventually he slept in his basket outside. Spencer sulked in the kitchen.

I was woken up at 2.30am by morons talking at the playground, so had to move to the other room. Spencer was already sleeping on the bed.

This morning she hugged the fan again. She hasn't been doing that for ages.

Hat strolled in at 7.45am. He had his breakfast, had a nap on the fridge, and Spencer promptly chased him out. Sigh.