Unh. Not worth the trouble of changing.
Molly had been coming to the office with me the last few days while Tom is in California. He’s afraid that something might carry her off if she’s out alone during the day. A hawk, an eagle, or a dog-napper: I’m not sure which. Molly and I are happy for the excuse.
See how well color-coordinated she is. Good thing she’s a brindle, huh?
Such a hard life. So much work. Sometimes she even has to move so as not to get rolled on.