Like son.
I guess he really meant it when he said he didn't know what to do with his cards.
On a lighter note, the walnuts are looking good, and harvest is just around the corner.
Finally, I don't know if you can see this or not, but Malcolm has not only adjusted to life out of doors, but he's even become civil to intruders. I keep trying to tell the Siamese that he does not live here, but he doesn't listen very well.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
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