In less than 12 hours I will most likely have a plan and that plan will most likely be triggering tomorrow night for a retrieval on Tuesday. The nerves are starting to kick in. I am worrying about silly things like where we will park at the hospital as it doesn’t have parking and we normally use public transport. This is the sort of thing that I worry about when I am distracting myself from the thing that I’m actually worried about!
So, I’ve had to step up my distraction techniques and I’ve subscribed to the theory that laughter is the best medicine:
And that is a cow photobombing a horse stuck in a gate.