This morning I got up and the skin just below both ears was itching and was starting to thicken. I went an looked in the mirror and it's just gills forming from all the rain we have had. Nothing to worry about!
I've got the fins and scales to go with the gills CK!!!! Why did I ever plant a bog garden? My whole garden is a bog now.
You know you may have a great idea Dooley .I never thought of that.I did call into work as my roads are really bad.If I could get into work I probably couldn't get home.
We are due for rain tonight but Richard just came in from taking the dogs out and said it was drizzling already. I wanted to get back out in my beds, but guess I'll have to do housework instead. Stay dry Capt.
Well, I'm OK with the wet as I have webbed toes (honestly!) Well, just two on each foot. My father had them on just one foot. Just goes to show he never did anything by halves.THAT is weird. Pete.
Oh dear, those Brits have started something now. Glenda is into the gnome brew and the party is starting. Hope the brew supplies hold out while we are all snowed in.
No word from Eileen and Richard. They must be passed out behind the barn already. Did you bring more brew, Frank?
