saturday

Back home. Slept in my own bed. Walked the dog last night and this morning. He is getting his hair cut and nails trimmed at the Rhinestone Cowboy Groomers. He get' shaggy and I lose sight of his black-on-black eyes.

There was an article in the NY Times this morning about the White House web site making a follow-up streaming Christmastide video of Barney, the Bush's Scotty. According to the article, the president often refers to his dog "as the son I never had." I didn't vote for him and won't vote for him next time, but he isn't all bad.

We made soup this morning for a church lunch tomorrow. The day is half gone and it feels so good to be home, gray skies and all. First big snow storm is tomorrow.