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Greetings, my fellow port swillers!
Yeah, Ol’ Robbo prolly shoulda cut the grass this weekend after all. But I’d swear it saved up all its growth until last night. I hate when it does that.
Grr.
Gratuitous Tuesday Morning UPDATE: Ol’ Robbo has been worried that he hasn’t seen the resident vixen the past week or so and the other day observed buzzards lurking near her den. I had feared the worst. But this morning she ran down along my fence and into the woods, so all is well. Also, there’s a brand new fawn in the neighborhood. Adorable. (As long as I’m compelled to telecommute, I work on my back porch as much as possible.)
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