I'm also watching Shanley, a 3 year-old labra-doodle who is full of fuzziness, funk, and friendliness. It's been a minute since I've been around the dog from Fraggle Rock and I forgot how wonderful Sprocket crazy can be.
It looks like rain for the next several days, so yesterday's lawn frenzy wasn't as misguided as I first thought. I have much more to do in order to ready for the summer, but at least I won't be out there in the rain the next few days.
I just have a few more graduate projects to grade before the next cohort comes in. It's okay, because being trapped indoors will likely give me a reason to sit still.Good to know that Anyeh came out as pink as Uncle Bry who got a little sun walking Karal around Stratford yesterday.
I knew when I talked to Chitunga that the weather wasn't as pleasant in the midwest, as he was at a wedding with overcast fifty-degree temperatures. It's amazing to see how quickly the annual traditions have changed with all the running around with toddlers and newborns.
We all missed Jake. It didn't seem quite right to not have our favorite canine to step over.
The good was great. The race was fast. And Patrick went home the richer man, after Stephanie took her claim first.
And with that, another Derby is over. Now, back to grading.