In a normal time, I would have written about Saint Patrick's Day and maybe about the first day of spring. I loved the
first day of spring's word of the day, even though I had seen it
before. The March snow I was fearing came yesterday. It was a cold, blustery, raw day with rain, sleet, and snow. Luckily the snowfall didn't amount to any accumulation.
With coronavirus health concerns on my mind, I wanted to make sure that I honored Spike today. 18 years ago, he came to live with us. He was a joy, and we'll always love him.
 |
| Spike at Shea Stadium walking the warning track. |
No comments:
Post a Comment