BAHA MEN

Well today's musical entry is a bit obvious and easy. Today was supposed to be a simple commute to work. A  light day, one run. I did, of course, take running gear with me to work because, well, you never know. The one thing I will say about the run to work is that it was a sweaty affair; the humidity seems to be up a bit.

I arrived to find a message from Sal. The H bomb had "accidentally" let Rowlf escape, which is code for my 4 year old daughter opened a door, the dog wandered out and jumped the back gate. Sal had looked for the hound, not found him and headed to work. O-Kay, so my dog is somewhere near home, wandering the streets?

I sent a couple of mails to the effect that, once I'd finished my breakfast I'd be taking an early-early-lunch in which I'd head home, hopefully locate my AWOL pooch and then start working again.

I sculled a couple of mugs of water, got changed and about an hour after finishing my run to work I ran home again. Rowlf was under the deck when I got home, and I initially thought he might have been hiding from Sal. Then I saw the empty TimTam packet in the garden. We don't have TimTims; clearly that is from someone else's bin.

So, he'd escaped, gone scavenging and then returned home. Bloody dog; it isn't like I don't feed him. Grrrr. I think he's eaten something that hasn't agreed with him and I'm sure I'll find out once it comes out the other end. He's hardly moved from his bed since I got home.

So, obviously

And for me, an unexpected double making 22km where there was supposed to be 11.