I'd already had a long, busy Sunday. I'd been up at 3:30, done all the chores, packed up my car for the trip north, driven 5 hours to get to the farm, walked the grounds, visited the neighbor across the road, hiked with 4 dogs along the shore of the St. Regis River and driven back to the farm. When the dogs had all been taken care of, I settled down in my little farm apartment and realized that I was totally exhausted. From the looks of things, the dogs were ready for a bit of a snooze also:
The dogs had already been fed and had several bowls of food on the floor. But as you can see, they were hoping for something tastier than dog food:
But they quickly gave up on that idea and began settling down for the night. I ate a quick dinner, told myself that I was going to lie down and read for a bit and fell asleep. As I said, it'd been a long day:
I awoke the next morning long before dawn and let the dogs out. When they were back in, Wally watched me brew a pot of coffee, do my exercises and haul out the puzzle books:
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