I was trying to take a photo of sweet pea this morning while she was doing this thing she does in the snow. She plunges her head in the snow sniffs around beneath the surface and then with her head out of the hole just after I snapped this photo sweet pea brushed some snow away from next to a fallen tree A mouse was squeaking wildly and I screamed like a baby on fire. It's scared sweet pea so much that she just stared at me and then I realized the two other people walking their dogs in the woods probably thought I was being murdered so I called to sweet pea in a cheerful voice and quickly walked away from the terrified little mouse
I started writing my novel again last night and I am closing in on 30,000 words. I'm pretty happy about the progress I've made.