Last night our ghostwriter came home pretty late from work. It was after midnight. After quick greetings, we doggies went promptly went back to bed. She tried to get me to play to no effect.
|Oh hi. I see you're finally home.|
|Um yeah. It's a tennis ball.|
|Thanks for giving me my toys. But it's after midnight.|
|I shall now proceed to dream about them. Good night.|
This morning we were stunned to find out all that of our snow was completely gone!
We asked the neighbor, who was outside raking leaves, if he knew where the all our nice snow went. He just shrugged and continued raking.
We looked out the front door and there was no snow there either! We might as well go back to sleep!
We do have a report from Maddie cat today, though. It seems her human has been doing a lot of cooking for the upcoming food feast festival overindulgence yum yum holiday called Thanksgiving.
|My human is baking something again.|
|I can't look.|
|Well, maybe just a little peek …|
|Baby apple pies!|