Now before you think how trite that is, Mondays don’t usually get me down because I am coming off a weekend where I’ve had a break from my work and I am energized. And I was going to complain about the rain until I remembered that it was not freezing rain and that I should not whine. Then I saw that Ian posted his beautiful picture, and I got to talk to both Ian and Caitlan today, so I’m pumped because I have two such handsome chiildren (and the third will soon post his picture, I hope).

Now when I hcome home to Jerome and Janet’s I have to play rooster. This is when Winston Churchill, the yorkie, comes to you and puts his toy rooster on your foot and says little “woofs” until you try to pick it up, and then he grabs it and runs, and you chase him around a circle saying “Gimme that rooster. . .you gimme that rooster. . . that’s my rooster!” and finally you grab it and play tug o’ war with it for a little bit and growl at each other, and then you let go and say,”You win!” and then he will leave you alone until the next night when you come home. I miss Pookie.

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