It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want — oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so! ~Mark Twain
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Brownie is waiting.., and no matter what Murphy says to him, he's not going to be OK until this wet, gloomy weather goes away.
He will not look at me. He walks around like he has lost a good friend.