For reasons I can’t explain.

But not because there’s anything wrong between F & I, nor with the dogs. In fact, on the surface, everything is fine, in fact very good.

There’s just the one thing. And it’s gnawing at me and giving me sleepless nights and that sort of crap.

I know it will all get better – it’s just the waiting to get better bit that is difficult.

Not a happy bunny.