The Postcard

We got a postcard in the mail today. It was from chrissel and Elli in Germany and they were on holiday! Even though she is a cat, Elli is amazing because she travels for many hours in her crate on the train to get there. Mum thinks I would go ballistic if we tried that. Hm.

What else? I slept with a snatched, freshly worn sock in my bed for hours. We inspected the rapidly melting snow pile outside. I don’t think it will make it all the way into May. And we did do two nosework searches during walkies.