After a night of howling wind that put me a little on edge, I was confronted by two absolutely starving and ferocious dogs. Sophie and Jenny. They had been at the coast on the weekend living the high life, so no wonder they now turn up their noses at the chum bickies I served them.This time of the year its always windy and people tell me its because the snow is melting on the mountains. I don't mind the day wind, its just a bit mournful at night.
I'm off to systems training tomorrow and meeting a couple of sheilas at Michelle's Patisserie for coffee before we start. I like meeting for breakfast best.
A nice warm pool awaits...
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