Yesterday morning there was a huge flock of robins in the yard; I suppose today’s frigid weather explains whey they were there. I hope they made it far enough to the south to miss some of the killer temperatures and wind chill we are now having. We got only a skiff of snow but every flake stayed on the ground. The far mountains are gleaming like diamond dust when the sun pops out for a moment.
Sammy was here yesterday but he was very ill; He kept poking all his fingers in his mouth, slobbering, and crying a lot. I think the new teeth are giving him fits. I tried to make some videos but he wasn’t up to it. Sammy is six months old today. Happy one-half Birthday, Little Buddy.
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Sinus is screwing with me more than anything right now; my head bone feels like a churn. Welcome to winter, old man!
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Hope Mark is getting along better today. Jola is still recovering from a serious illness and exhaustion; I hope she too is getting better. If any of the rest of you are suffering winter-related miseries, I also hope you soon get over them; the daylight is becoming noticeably longer and spring time is waiting in the wings.
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Have a Tuesday, Dear Ones.
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