Oh dear, I guess it was inevitable...

Ludvig has started talking to the electronic devices - and they are talking to him back! I first noticed it on Saturday, when he was happily chattering away to himself, only for Alexa to join in, surprising us all with the fact that koalas eat 500 gms of leaves a day. I'm not sure what Alexa heard Ludvig say, but needless to say, Ludvig was only slightly more bemused than us by Alexa's pronouncement on koala leaf consumption.

He has now started saying 'hey google' and being informed that Google can't help him right now and for him to check the internet connection. Luckily we don't have any smart devices, like lights he can switch on and off or doors he can lock. I had thought that smart devices were a great idea, however living with a talking parrot has dulled my enthusiasm for them rather! If I had to call the police saying 'help, my parrot has locked me out the house' I think they would just think that there was a failure in translation somewhere...

The sun always shine on the righteous...

...so what does the fact it rains practically every fiesta tell us! After MONTHS without rain, we had rain for the first time at about 11 pm on Friday, just as the fiesta to celebrate Mary, mother of all pain and sorrows, was about to kick off. The weather remained bad until half-past eight yesterday morning, when the brass band headed around the village to ensure that fiesta goers had plenty of time to wake up and to get ready for church. Given that the fiesta officially ends at 7.30 in the morning, and the brass band starts clattering round the village an hour later, I can't help thinking the priest is having a bit of a laugh at this point.

The weather stayed sunny for the procession, only to go overcast again later.

The schools start back this week, the swimming pool has closed and there's a feeling of summer coming to an end again - even though the temperatures are still in the 30s.

We missed the terrible storms that hit a lot of Spain last week. It seems like this year we missed both the heatwave of earlier in the summer and the storms of last week.

Wilbur is so much better now. When it's a little cooler, I plan to take him for short walks to build his strength back up.

Here's a picture of Daisy. She must be pretty much full grown now. While she is a waterdog, she doesn't have any waterdog type tendencies. If Rosie sees a puddle she tries to get in it, but Daisy just ignores it. I've seen photos of other waterdogs jumping and playing in water, but Daisy has no interest. She also doesn't seem to have a 'fetch' instinct. Yesterday Ian and I took her out with a frisbee - which resulted in Ian throwing the frisbee while I ran for it and visa versa, while Daisy sat and watched!