Izzy woke us up this morning with her frenzied barking. If I understand Izzy speak as well as I think, she said something about two bad squirrels knocking down the dish feeder and having a squirrel feast. This will probably become a morning tradition, since squirrels don't forget.
Today we'll drive Izzy and Fran to Rosieburg to meet up with her J at his folks. The two of them will be able to spend a week in Ashland, thanks to a week long break in appointments.
And so, you lucky dog you, today you'll be getting a schnauzer trim before heading south.