Remnants

of the zebra. As of this morning, he still looked like one
Evidently, Fonzie figured out that he is not in fact a zebra, but regular old Twister. Fonz would not have much to do with him at first, but it seems to have passed and they are back together like Lucy and Ethel. It is raining like hell right now--a stabbing kind of rain that hurts, so I bet Twist will be one ugly mess when I get home.
And this is for nothing, I guess, except I was just thinking that Sly was not taking good care of his tail lately, and that it was getting ratty looking----but clearly I am imagining things, as here it is actually dragging on the ground. I guess I should do something about it. He is sure a fat boy these days, isnt he?