Two more miles, same 2°, reluctant legs that got limber for a short interval about q third of the way through, then settled back into leaden torpor, then coffee, then Morning Prayer (followed by a power cut that set off the fire alarm’s ‘fault’ alert), breakfast at R&R, home to oversee the kennel as they await the groomer (in the positive, hair styling, sense). En attendant la toiletteuse….