DROOPY

 Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,

The philodendron in my backyard used to look like this:

Phil has been an important part of doggy playtime. It's fun to play chase around the big bush and to run underneath it. Hiding under it is exciting. A doggy can pretend to be in the jungle. It's a shady, cool spot during the summer. Best of all, you can dig a hole under there and Mom won't see you doing it and yell at you to stop.

But after our run of freezing temperatures, Phil looks like this:

It's warmer now. Our nights are still cool, but many days are sunny with temperatures in the 70s. 

I didn't do much in the yard last year. This year I'm excited about planting new flowers. Maybe I can put flower pots on the front steps again. The old pots were broken by a galumphing Princess charging out the door. She's much more careful now.

I think she might like to train another dog in the niceties of living in our home.

Infinities of love,

Janie Junebug

Reverend Jesse Jackson

1941 - 2026