8/7/24
Things freeze again when they barely thaw out. The joy of Winter announces the Mistress. Spring will be here before we know it, and things will bloom and not be as cold. These humans had the clothesline full this morning and were hoping to get it dry. I watched the sun and wasn't out there for long. His Lordship assists in both hanging it out and bringing it in for the Mistress. She processes it all, and it sounds like she has the dryer going to finish it.
Let me share an amusing story about the dryer. The other day, the Mistress informed me that it is 47 years old—the same age as her son. Jeepers, that's quite a number! I don't think her son will be thrilled to know he's being compared to a dryer. But it's a testament to the quality of the machine that it's still going strong after all these years.
They disappeared this afternoon, and I reckon they delivered some books to her late mother's friends. Her mother will look down on what is happening here and will not be missing anything.
We had a catch-up out in the garage with the fellas that were outside. They are packing a few of the large Gnomes this morning. Crickey almost took up the whole box. Indeed, they won't need 400 boxes, will they?
I hear she has been getting on to His Lordship about cleaning his vehicle. She doesn't like dirty vehicles up her drive. She also doesn't like the birds digging in her garden. She has also stopped her darling from throwing bread out for the birds. They will have to look elsewhere. Poor birds, I say. My mates who used to live in the garden watched these little monkeys dig away and scatter the dirt everywhere. They don't care what doesn't grow as long as they have full tummies.
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