Merry Christmas to you, Amos, and to everybody else, too. I'm dog-sitting for my friends, so their two dogs and my two and I are listening to Plum (for the umpteenth time) and watching it snow.

Snow! Although it's coming down really hard right now, with huge flakes, probably won't last long and we'll only get a dusting, but it's neat to see on Christmas morning.

Mary,
(and my babies Misty and Emily, and the sitees, Nicholas Fractal and Tennga Louise)