Judy Mowatt sang again this noon. The sun is blasting. It is a nice day. We did all our chores and errands. A bird is singing his lungs out. Nice song this noon.

As soon as hubby steps out, all is calm again. He has taught the dogs to get very excited about him (jump on him, billly does). It is nice now. Billy is asleep on my bed and whiskey is asleep in the kitchen. Yes, what I call La sainte paix! I think the two weeks will be very nice.  He is one grump and inconsistent dog owner. Sigh.

We both had breakfast this morning. Me at 8am , him at 11or so. Wow, I can’t believe how much calmer it is in the house with the dogs without hubby. So nice!