Hi G-Fans!
We have the signs of spring, not only the flowers, but the rain too.
I am listening to the on/off pelting of raindrops on my skylight that prevented me from announcing anything about tonight's walk...
Because there wasn't one.
Unacceptable!
There were a few windows of opportunity missed by the concierge....
you know, when the rain lightened up so it wasn't so dramatic and soaking...
Oh Well...
So, little to report other than mystery vomit which is a mystery to the concierges but not to the rest of us. We know who did it. To say who would rat out that they ate something unauthorized. And since the forensic concierge didn't get a view of it, it shall remain a mystery as to why and who.
Btw - the forensic concierge is mine, not Harry's or the helper.
Just sayin'
The ocncierge fell asleep again and apparently she was dreaming about Bengal Tigers, Zebras and factoids about Saber Tooth Tigers.... WHAT DID SHE HAVE FOR HER SUPPER???
I could understand dreaming of coyotes or wolves or something in the Canid family but Felines and Ungulates? I don't think I will be speaking to her for awhile. That is just insulting.
So, may you dream the dreams of dreamers..... and not insult anyone!
TTFN!
-G
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