Poor Bill.
We have some dust blowing up from AZ this moring. I smelled it last night, strong enough to wake me up. No doubt I will cough a lot in the next few days. Ugh.
Bill agrees that he should be an object of sympathy ;-). But his hair is perfect ...
Back from Walmart, scared out of a couple of years’ growth. Now I need to get some sunscreen on and go for my run, before Fat Baby is hungry again.
Ash was limping the last few days, but she seems much better today. She scampered around the yard a bit, and then persuaded Frank to share his breakfast.