We are having bitey lessons today, as Jolly does the typical puppy barracuda face attack and Rose patiently allows him to chew on her face with an occaisonal corrective growl or show of impressive fangs.
It has gotten so cold overnight that all of the backyard trees have drooped and shriveled, and all of a sudden we can see the mountains that surround our valley here.
I'm wondering if I should wait to call my friend Mary, if it's too early to intrude. Today is a big day for her with a surgery consult and news about her illness. I saw a UU article this morning and I just want to pass on the title: HANG ON. Sometimes that's all we can do.
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