

I am finally beginning to feel like my old self after the first cold I've had in 3 years. I am not a complainer, I just like to suffer in silence. Now that I'm better, I don't mind telling about it. Webster was the one who suffered the most because his walks were not nearly as plentiful as he would have liked. We played ball yesterday now that all of the snow has melted and that made him very happy. He got the "crazy runs" and made me laugh as he zoomed around at 90 miles an hour. He wore himself out.
Enjoy your Sunday. I know I will. Rosemary