It’s barely over forty degrees outside tonight and my furnace kicked on early this evening.  The dogs love this weather.  They’ve been total idiots for the last few days.  My bruises are proof of that.  With every wild romp around the yard or huckle butt in the house, I’m home base.  There’s nothing like having two 65 lb dogs land in your lap at the same time.

     The trees have begun to dress themselves in their fall finery, and at this rate, I’ll soon have to start raking the yard.  That means another bout of insanity with the dogs.  They are worse than kids are or I am when it comes to jumping into leaf piles.  Gavin and Patty beat me to them every time.

     We had such a wet summer we didn’t get to enjoy sitting outside in the evenings as often as we would have liked.  I’d sit outside now if I could do so comfortably.  But baby, it’s cold outside and I miss summer already.