Yesterday was one of those days from minor hell.

Ted fell in the bathroom and hit his head and his lower back.
He is battered and bruised as you can imagine.

Then, Rex and the little doxie next door had a bark fest that
lasted almost all day. We could stop Rex but that didn't
help much because there was a malamute that had escaped from
his yard and he was barking too. He was a beautiful dog and
was still running loose this morning when I took Ashley to
school. The dog catcher is very active and I hope he finds
his way back home.

Rex, to protest his confinement in the house, gathered up my
nightgown and put it on his rug for a pillow. He likes to
flaunt any clothes that we leave on the floor as his toys.
It is embarrassing when we have company for him to sail into
the living room brandishing underwear.

I was in the process of shaking off a cold so not very much
got done. I am better today but still not up to par.

We watched the super bowl and enjoyed it. It was nice not
to have all the angst that we have when O.U. plays. I was
for the Ravens but not very involved emotionally.