After a wonderful Litha, I was looking forward to an equally enjoyable Lughnasadh.
We'd planned to go for a walk once Mr H got home from work and have our meal outside, however life had other plans. Sadly that morning I woke up to find our beautiful Saga had passed away during the night and so we prioritised giving her the burial we have with all her sisters, Rura, Nyx and Calypso.
Not only that but we had a call from our garage to say they had a pigeon for us. (Long story short, when picking up my car from it's MOT a day or two earlier we had tried and failed to get hold of a pigeon in need of help. They then returned to the garage asking for help.) So we had to go pick up this little pigeon, get them home and settled and work out a plan.
With spirits low and motivation to do anything else absent, we sorted the pigeon and Saga, then had a slow day. Mr H made a lovely meal which we ate in the living room and watched comfort shows for the rest of the evening.
Our walk was rescheduled for the next morning, when heartbreak struck again and Saga's little friend Dan left us too. Another burial followed. Thank goodness for the wildlife who visited us while we said our sad goodbyes.
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