I could have throttled Emma at 2am this morning after less than two hours sleep when she was woof woof woofing in the hall and wanting to go out. I opened the door very carefully, with the porch light on, as I always wait to check if there's a hog at the dish, and there was. So I had to let her out anyway incase she was desperate, so the little sod ran out and started barking on the lawn. Then I saw why, there was another poor hoggy just about to come into the porch too. So I have two! Well at least I did, I just hope she hasn't scared it off now. They are both really big hogs, and no paint marks, so guessing they are newbies on the block, unless the paint wore off of course from last summer. Still not Ryan or Snuffles though. :(
Anyhow, today, I had a good chat with my new neighbour, she doesn't seem so bad after all, I think she just has a strange sense of humour! She is 82, her name is Marguerita (guessing the spelling) and she is originally from Spain. The dog is lovely, friendly, named Tim, so I'm not too worried about him, seemed keen on Emma anyway! He doesn't get taken for walks apparently, so maybe I can do that sometime if we all get on. They still don't know when she is moving in, her son is having to do a fair bit of work in the place for her, the floors are all uneven - the council should've done that surely? She can't walk too well and uses a crutch, and they give her a place with half the tiles sticking up off the floor? Typical.
Took some more photos through the window, saw the baby dunnock sunbathing, and a couple of sparrows too on the lawn. Opened the front door to top up the dish in the porch, and caught Dangly Blackie, and he just hopped into my plant thingy looking at me! I think he thought I couldn't see him hiding behind the watering can. He can fly however, he was on the windowsill earlier, so that's a relief.