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Around here, the months of January and February are just long stretches
of work and boredom that are generally not worth blogging about.
Except for the occasional Bethism.
We were out on the deck yesterday watching
Hobbs sniff around the backyard. He tends to spend a lot of his backyard
time down in the farthest corner behind a squatty pine tree. I wondered
out loud why he likes to hide behind that particular tree. Beth, of
course, had a
theory:
"Maybe that's where he keeps his loose change,"
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