Summer is my most favorite time of year. It's when the sun shines down on me and turns my freckles into one mass that looks like tanned skin. It's when it is safe to walk with Baxter when the sun is down and not have to wear a sweat shirt(most nights). It's when my eyes look their greenest without contacts. It's when everyone is outdoors enjoying fresh air and swatting at flying insects. It's a time when you see people you haven't seen in 300+ days, and share gossip with, and new foods. Yup ahuh, I do like summer. My only question is, why is it that when I have a day to be out, the sun is in??? Have you ever considered that people and squirrels have alot in common? No people do not purposely cause car accidents(why do you think the ad people came up with those commercials?) but they do cause car accidents. And like squirrels, people gather up their nuts and berries and store them for the winter months, disappearing only to go out foraging for more, then back in their dens to eat and sleep. Enough rambling about people and rodents. Speaking of which, I hope the mice find other lodgings this winter. My house is not a mouse hotel. They were unwelcome guests who did not clean up after themselves or leave a tip under the fridge when they left. Getting back to summer. The fourth of July is the best holiday there is. Much better than the winter holidays. Even the music is better. Christmas music is nostalgic while Sousa's marches leading to fire in the skies has everyone tapping their toes or acting like bandleaders. Fun fun fun. Of course there are people who do not appreciate John Philip Sousa and the like, and they can stay home. I can listen to Stars and Stripes Forever and the Washington Post over and over again. I'm sure when I am walking down the street marching like Robert Preston in the Music Man I start some interesting conversations by passers by. They are just jealous . And that's all I have to say today. Good night. Sleep tight.
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