Why is breakfast served so early? And what’s up with milk that I need a nap afterward?
Sometimes milk jumps out of the bowl onto the rug. 696 more words
Even without Dobby and the rescues, it would be wild and crazy here, especially in April. The songbirds are singing, the hummingbirds have migrated from the feeders to the flowers blooming in the yard, and I listen for peeps that might mean an imperiled duckling. 1,208 more words