(Link to Boulderneigh's Instagram over in the right column.)
Last night I forgot to cage Elvira, but this morning everyone was still standing and she ran out into the run with the rest. AND I've gotten an egg a day to start out December; that's progress, too.
An assortment of small, freelance graphics projects is crowding my plate, but I'm slowly wading through them (and am thankful for the extra work!). I'd like to set aside everything long enough to write our Christmas letter and send it out, but nearer deadlines loom. I channel Magnum, P.I. and tell myself, "Work the lock; don't look at the dogs." Otherwise I get distracted by those snapping hounds and everything falls apart! ;-)
We dodged the ice bullet here and now it's wet and gray. Not sure what that will mean for our Christmas tree plans this Sunday, but I'm going to keep working the lock and not look at that dog. Rick flies out tonight and will be gone until Saturday evening; I've got my hands full during his absence.
That's it for now from . . .