Good news: Jane isn’t a witch. I had a conversation with her last night, which went a bit like this:
Me: I hope it’s going to be nice tomorrow.
Jane: It’s going to rain heavily.
Me: I hope you’re wrong, cos otherwise I’ll have to burn you at the stake as a witch.
Thankfully it’s a gloriously sunny day, a little windy perhaps, but certainly not raining. I’m quite relieved. I was getting quite used to having Jane around, and burning her at the stake would have been a bit tiresome. (If illegal.)