I should have put bricks around my herbs. They bit the dust
last night when Rex caught me unaware and dug a big hole in
the flower bed. I was furious and he was one sorry dog. I
am his primary human and I wouldn't speak to him. He weasled
up in bed this morning and we made up. His instinct to dig
is so strong that he finds it very difficult to resist.

The weather has been so wonderful that walking at night is a
real pleasure. A girl walks two golden retrievers and they
keep straining at the leash so that they can greet everyone.
They are girls and not as strongwilled as Rex. People seem
to be in a better mood as well, now that the winter doldrums
are past.

We have a sad thing in our neighborhood. My next door neighbors have taken in their nieces three year old to raise.
She is a pretty, bright, talkative child but her mother doesn't want her. What is it to be so heartless? Sherry and
Max have grown children and they are starting all over again.
She is a fortunate child to have them. Max told Ted that her
mother just doesn't like Hailey. This is beyond my comprehension.