I am grateful that Coop was mighty co-operative when it came to shearing his mane. That kid had a fine head of long hair before yesterday. The optometrist advised we cut it; he was favouring the eye that peeked out while the other was covered. It’s nice to see his face again.
I am grateful for Coop and Farley, who I just went to check on. I found them both off their beds, in what appears to be a nest of covers they made in the space between them, sleeping soundly on the floor, just a foot or two away from each other.
I am grateful for a full, productive, relatively interruption free work day.