It's quiet around here today. It rained this morning. Mom said we need lots more rain. Mom's been doing the dishes and laundry. She calls it housework. I'd say the house is the boss. I don't see the house working.
She's been giving Jasmine anti-bitiotiks and Jasmine doesn't like it. I watch, and I sure wouldn't like it either if somebody jammed that thing in my mouth, squirted the icky stuff in and wouldn't let me go until I swallowed it. I may not be a big fan of Jasmine, but the old girl's got spunk, I gotta say...
Later, Mom's gonna watch the guys named Pat play the Jets. And after that the big Tennis men's final with Fed and a kid named Joke-a-vik. Mom's rooting for the kid.
Hey, if you got a Holiday Gizzy, could you email me the number of the quilt you got? Thanks.