Molly and Paddy seem to have sixth sense when it comes time to travel. They start clinging to and following us even more. Molly has trailed me from room to room, looking up expectantly for food or cuddling. Finally, I am sitting and she is nestled next to me, snoring.
Molly and Paddy staying close to Dad.
A very unusual fungus on a locust tree near the creek.
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