Here is my cannibal ice cream cone. We're having a thunderstorm, but I've been fooled into thinking it was spring in March before. The snowpack is melting nicely. Watson was shocked at the thunder. He'd never heard it before. He came in my workroom, looking worried. I patted him and talked to him. I didn't want to make too big a deal about it. Some dogs and people get neurotic about thunder. I enjoy it and I want him to like it, too.
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