Friday, April 24, 2009

Daniel doesn't do cards.

I was looking in the basket today. The basket Lil was in when I last saw her. She's not there. She won't return, Susan says...
 Martin's project wasn't so good, apparently. So he's a bit of a grump. He wants me to let him rub my ears... I'll think about it.
He was given a cooking thingey – a very belated birthday pressie. It grills things. I think he's pleased, can't tell. It was from Daniel, his son, the head hunter – which is better than a card I think. Daniel doesn't do cards.

1 comment:

Zippy, Sadie and Speedy said...

Oh Dolly, human food from da grill is tasty...let him rub yoor ears then tell him yoo want some of that steak/chicken/pork he's grilling!