Exit Woodburner - Bring on the Open Fire!

Well this answers the question about what The Owner was up to yesterday I guess! We came home early from the studio yesterday and it was still daylight and The Owner made a mug of tea (with no slugs) and sat out the front of the cottage reading his paper. The Log Hoomun turned up with a load of logs. Now I was confused at this because there was nowhere to burn any logs anymore! Log Hoomun I have never really had an opinion about either way really, true, he has never brought me any Bonios, but then neither has he ever upset me and he does always make a fuss of me. But today I did have an opinion. When Log Hoomun and The Owner had unloaded all the logs and put them all in the fuel shed he let me in the back of his van.... I like cars, they are my favourite! Log Hoomun and The Owner went to the shops and The Owner bought me a box of Bonios, which incidentally The Owner has forgotten to bring to the studio this morning, so if Log Hoomun drove us to the shops for Bonios there are two reasons why I should have a favourable opinion of him. When we got back The Owner went into the fuel shed and started throwing all the logs back out again! He also started using words that I pretend not to understand, I was shocked. When he had dug down through the heap sufficiently to get under the oil tank he dived under and emerged looking triumphant with the old log fire basket. So last night we were properly toastie and I had to re-learn old skills. The art of curling up in front of a real fire and going from sound asleep to wide awake and the other side of the room quicker than saying "Bonios three times a day would be nice please!" every time the fire spits. Not completing that little task is just too painful to consider, and I have been there! Looking forward to another evening in front of the fire. Happy days!