Those gadgets are seriously anti-social. You know the ones I mean...like a little laptop that you can play games on and read books and suchlike.
Reuben has one.
Now, it does mean he isn't always 'borrowing' my laptop but at least I could more or less ration the time he spent on that...this feckin' little thingy belongs to him so I can hardly lean over and snatch it away, however tempting it might be. And believe you me it's awful hard to resist the impulse to hide it when he goes to the loo or give it to the kittens to play with...or simply throw it out of the window.
At least Teresa shouts at him if it makes 'pingy' noises...
Anyway, Himself managed to drag him down the street this morning to bring the donkeys home...Reuben brought Jack who is easy-peasy and Himself brought Neddy who can't walk very well, but still managed to get home in a relatively short time...now they're safely ensconced in the big barn for the winter months...they go out into our little field on fine days of course.
There's a Chicken casserole in the oven for supper...I'll have pasta and tuna.