Terra Firma....

Hi G-Fans!

Well, not much to report.  Another stinky walk late at night.  I suppose I should be grateful that I get one at all, but this limited walking is really getting on everyone's nerves.

I think the concierge is affected the most out of all of us.

The temperature was better today... and the sun was out....

That is something.

Harry went to the doctor today.

It was a physical.

Nothing to report except that his concierge said he was a big baby.  Well, I don't think she used those words exactly, but pretty much what she said.

He lived to tell us about it.

He said that the view from between his concierge's knees was pretty limited, so he can't tell much.

He and Raphael sympathized with one another.

So dramatic!

At least Harry didn't back out of his collar at the doctor's parking lot!!

Oh, and the estimate for Snagglepus' dental has the concierge hissing and moaning.

So, overall, a whine-fest these days over here.

Fun.

I really can't wait until I can touch terra firma again.  I am done with all this cold snow.

So, may you tolerate your circumstances with aplomb.

TTFN!

-G