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Sparky misses sunny days.

Sparky expects it to rain all day.  He isn’t looking forward to low-level anxiety and a wet belly from going outside.  I wanted to get a photo as he moped under the dining room table.

When Sparky saw me approach, he felt that his prospects might improve.  He wanted me to know that I could rub his belly or play with Tweetie  mouse if I wanted.

Well that’s nice.

Sparky woke me this morning with his dream-speak.  The sky looked splendid, so I got out of bed and took a photo.

Red sky at night, sailors’ delight.
Red sky at morning, sailors take warning.

I don’t know if this counts as a red sky, but doesn’t matter.  We have been productive enough to earn our keep.

Sparky isn’t so sure, and thinks we might want to pick up a rotisserie chicken just to be safe.

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