Possums.
She's left, then? Last night the teve weather man said, dramatically:
Tomorrow Summer dies. But I guess Summer wasn't watching. It's still hot and humid, not very enjoyable actually. So what do I do, purchase
one of these or hire a
handy man...? Want to keep
Neti happy... daren't not to...
Did you yourself recognize those snow-clad houses you posted,
jno, they're in Old Town and I remember you said you'd been there. When was that? I've checked
M�rten Trotzig's Alley for a plaque commemorating the time when you got yourself stuck there but I haven't found one so far. Tut! (I'm learning, aren't I.)
I know
where Vinny is,
Robinia, and he isn't thinking about us one bit.
All those pet names,
Shaney... about a year after my cat died I started wondering how many different names I had had for her - I think it must have been somewhere between fifty and a hundred... Thought about writing them down but I never did.