Well it's snowing here today and mom said if it gets a bit deeper we're going for a run. I don't think we'll be going back to Vassar Farms for a while. It's been how many days since my daddy passed? Too many and we're all healing and coping. Mom says she knows no other way to explain it. Life is too quiet without him. I have no one to beat up on mom is too fragile unlike dad who'd take it and give it back. Mom said dad would have had a blast with the snow while moaning and groaning over the fact that he'd have to shovel. He was funny that way he'd love the way the snow'd look but HATED the cold and shovelling. We are so overwhelmed and in awe of all the love and support we've gotten in the last few days. Mom goes back to work tomorrow.
Well I'm going to go and enjoy the comfy Sunday. I've also gotta help Grandma make spaghetti sauce. Mom's orders! Enjoy your Sunday my friends.

Wirey hugs,
Ozzy