It’s been raining since early evening, it is now 1 a.m. The frogs are loving it.  You should hear all the singing going on outside.

     Both dogs think they will melt if they go out.  Tough, you asked to go, you are going.  *Boot*

     The Curmudgeon skipped his shot last week and didn’t do his shot before bed tonight.  He says he’ll do it after our friend’s funeral.  He wants to be able to function through it.

     I hope all this rain cools it down around here.  I need to get so much done out in the yard that it makes me cry just to look at the amount of work I must do once it is tolerable enough to work out there.

     Any volunteers?  Yeah, I didn’t think so.

     You all have a good one.