A word from the Big Black Dog

Good morning people, Elphie here, sitting in for mom this cold Sunday morning

For some reason mom is busy putting folders in cardboard boxes and mumbling about "end of year tax sh**"

And then earlier there was other mumbling and swearing, something about a section of the back fence falling down. Mom says we'll go out later and see about that problem -- she says it needs to be warmer -- its supposed to get to 40 degrees today -- guess that's warmer

Ok, got to scram before mom catches me at the 'puter!