Peanut butter cookies are cooling in the kitchen.
It's been a long time since I have baked a cookie.
The dogs are happy about it. They have been giving me hints that perhaps I should broaden my definition of 'doggy cookie' today.
Fiona said they could have the cookies if they like, but she wouldn't say no to some milk.
Last night she was trying to find a source of same on Frodo's anatomy. He took umbrage.
As well he should, for both his species and his gender.
The sun shines again today.
It hardly seems like winter.