A bit of a small thunderstorm this afternoon, but not enough of needed rain. Very glad Friday is here-even though there is much to be done in the name of chores. I need a break from the clinic and patients. Gave Mr. B a scrubbing and combing and he is handsome again.
"There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where not intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more." Lord Byron